A small notice has been left just inside the gate. “People arrive in Dragonswood in different ways. Some speak right away. Some listen first. Some wander for a while before saying hello.” If you’re new here, this is a good place to pause. Not to perform — just to be noticed. This community stays warm when people leave small traces of themselves and respond when something feels familiar. You don’t need a full story. A few words is plenty. Take a moment to introduce yourself below, then look for someone else whose answer you recognize. Saying ‘me too’ is how paths start crossing here.

I just had some fun in another creative community to art journal the 2025/2026 transition. I found it fun that I was brought to think about leaves as my intention for bringing in the new year. leaves. They are small. by themselves, they don't do much. but together - they nourish a WHOLE MASSIVE tree. And what about to a caterpillar? how important is a single leaf? It might just be what it needs to finish it's transformation into a butterfly. Not every leaf is the same. Not every leaf grows at the same time. Not every leaf falls at the same time. but - to a tree - is a leaf important? What if a tree had no leaves? What if a tree had too many leaves? Have you ever tried to count all the leaves on a tree? for some like palm trees, its easy. or at least, easier. for others like evergreens - nigh impossible. It's amazing where a simple reflection can take you ^_^

Holidays haven't always felt steady for me. They were forced or they were forgotten. As a parent, I’ve found myself caring deeply about creating traditions that feel chosen and safe. Dragonswood is part of that. It’s a place where imagination and making can live alongside real life, without pressure to perform. Sometimes we’ll play. Sometimes we’ll just be ourselves. If you feel like sharing, I’d love to know what kinds of traditions or small rituals feel meaningful to you — especially around this season of life.

Winter has been fussing with the lantern lights again — every flame flickers in its own mischievous rhythm. Meanwhile, at my worktable, I’m stitching through the last of the red felt (again 😆). What tiny wonder are you working on today? Even if it’s just brewing tea or opening a fresh page in your notebook, you’re welcome to share it here. The forest likes to know what its travelers are dreaming about. ✨

A warm welcome to our very first brave traveler @Katrina Wright! The paths here are still forming underfoot — misty, new, and full of promise — but your arrival helps the world take shape. You’ve arrived in the middle of our building season — ladders out, paint still drying, a few sprites arguing over where the lantern hooks should go. Things may shift and shuffle as the village takes shape, but you’re here at the very best moment: the beginning. Make yourself at home. The kettle’s warm, Tabitha is already fussing with envelopes, and we’re so glad you’re here.