Fireweed

Deep in the backwoods of Idaho, my guests and I gathered to honor and comfort the survivors of the previous year’s devastating Camp Fire. Throughout the course of this year, I have been creating new heirlooms for those who lost everything: hand-sculpted chalices glazed with ashes from each of their lost homes, a bridge between life before the fire and life after. Once I had completed them, I realized I wanted to send them off with the hope and blessings of a group of strangers. In true Wondersmith style, I hid painted rocks with an invitation on the bottom in wild spaces around town. Those curious enough to investigate were invited to this adventure, held in the midst of The Pioneer Creek Fire, which was the biggest fire in the country just a couple of years before (In fact, my event Ember was also held here, scroll down to see it!) Together we talked about our connections to fireweed, one of the first plants to grow in a burned area, and what it symbolized, then spent the morning foraging for blossoms that I would later dry and use in extra treats to slip in the packages to the recipients. We held a moment of silence for the survivors as we worked in a gentle reflection. The guests at this event had the opportunity to learn how to forage a fascinating plant (and what to do with it once they’d gathered it.) I came away with what I needed to finalize this project and touch the lives of those who had survived such a tragedy. It was a morning of smiles, tears, and gentle reflections in the beautiful fireweed meadows of Idaho.