Digging Deeper: Uncovering the Inspiration for Brave Like Fireweed

When I was little, my mom and I used to go on walks through the forest around our house in Silk Hope, North Carolina. She called them “woodsy walks”. What I remember most is stopping to look at all the different plants. We’d bend down and gently rub our fingers across a wild ginger leaf to smell the sweet, spicy scent and peek underneath mayapple leaves to find the little buds before they bloomed. Each walk felt like a big adventure, full of magical discoveries.