You never know which thunderstorm will be the last of the season. It hits in a flash, it doesn’t linger like others. Sometimes they bring a skirt of cold dry air after them, like a kite that swept through with a new beginning tied to it’s ankle.

PRODUCT INFORMATION: Beneath the wicked moonlight, an artist doth conjure her wares and wards. A bewitchèd Halloween trinket, wrought to grace thy walls this haunted season, in coloured pencil and gouache upon wood. Each curious piece is sealed beneath a protective varnish, yet is best kept indoors, lest the elements lay claim to its magic.

Comes with a twine hanging string and autumn leaf beads.