Around Rowan's table

Around Rowan's table Mother and Home educator
Passionate workshop facilitator sharing the art of herbal wellness | Co-creator of the Herb & Folklore Almanac 🌱✨

This afternoon, on a short walk to post a letter, we spotted snowdrops. I told my little one how traditionally, they are...
30/01/2026

This afternoon, on a short walk to post a letter, we spotted snowdrops. I told my little one how traditionally, they are the first sign of spring and that it’s Imbolc soon. I also went on to explain how many people get eager with seedlings at this time of year, but it’s known as a fool’s spring, and that we’ll likely get frosts again soon.

She pointed out buddleja and holly, and asked to touch the leaves and berries. I went on to tell her that there are just as many poisonous berries in the UK as there are mushrooms, and that many people of the older generation get a little jittery when they see children touching plants and fungi. I told her to follow my lead and she’ll be okay.

I have a photo of my youngest admiring an Amanita muscaria. My Mother exclaimed how dangerous it was to let her touch it, and I replied that touching a mushroom isn’t an act of harm- misidentifying one, or trusting a single source, is. I remember being told similar things as a child and often wonder what other mistruths have been handed down through generations because no one ever questioned the source?

Whilst the walk was brief, so much conversation was exchanged. We even spotted a jelly ear on some laurel that’s recently been trimmed. Who doesn’t love a good poke of that? She giggled as it wobbled on the stick. There was a time when I read to my eldest as a baby and remember feeling silly at the time. I know better these days, and I know their brains are like sponges, they generally take what they need from these conversations.

Just like my workshops, I run the children’s ones in the same way as I do the adults’. Whilst I may ask parents/ guardians if they’d prefer me to remove sensitive information about some plants, I think we as adults we often get in the way of a child’s education with too much faff.

This is not a professional post, I hope you never expect that from me ✨
21/01/2026

This is not a professional post, I hope you never expect that from me ✨

I've shared this in my stories, posting here so it's not missed.
08/01/2026

I've shared this in my stories, posting here so it's not missed.

Two years.It was two years a few weeks ago. I didn’t feel the need to mark it some dates don’t need ceremony, they simpl...
22/12/2025

Two years.
It was two years a few weeks ago. I didn’t feel the need to mark it some dates don’t need ceremony, they simply sit with you. It isn’t a date that fades yet.
Two years carries meaning. I remember seeing a counsellor after Dad passed away. I went because I had started drinking at home not something I ever really did before, aside from my chaotic teenage years. At the time, it wasn’t about alcohol. It was about quieting the pain, about not having to face the reality of loss.
I asked the therapist when it gets easier, when it hurts less. She said grief is like a piece of string, different for everyone but that around two years in, things can begin to feel lighter. By then you’ve faced the firsts: birthdays, anniversaries, Christmases without them. You don’t stop grieving, that never ends, but you learn how to live alongside it. You adapt. You weave it into who you are.
The two-year mark came and went. I knew it was there, but I didn’t feel pulled towards it anymore. I don’t cry now, and I don’t try to understand. Some things aren’t mine to make sense of.
But still, it’s been two years.

Just a little post to wish all my customers, friends  and followers a wonderful Christmas.I’m clocking off now until Jan...
22/12/2025

Just a little post to wish all my customers, friends and followers a wonderful Christmas.
I’m clocking off now until January. I already have a list of people waiting to order my tallow balm, which still feels a bit crazy considering I only made it originally to help treat my little one’s eczema. I’m always so grateful.
Have a good one, and if you find this season a tricky one, be kind to yourself 🤍

Shoes out for St Nic last night. I used to copy the traditions before me, now I pick the ones that fit us.No Santa here ...
06/12/2025

Shoes out for St Nic last night.
I used to copy the traditions before me, now I pick the ones that fit us.
No Santa here just honesty, little rituals, and finding magic in the real stuff.
We keep Christmas tiny, seals on Boxing Day, sunrise sea dips on New Year’s, and the four of us tucked in tight.

And just like that, sensory play is sorted. Hibiscus pinks, rose petals, turmeric warmth, a hint of rosemary all food-gr...
04/12/2025

And just like that, sensory play is sorted. Hibiscus pinks, rose petals, turmeric warmth, a hint of rosemary all food-grade, all calming.
Playdough alchemy at its best ✨💚









Herbal Playdough Recipe 🌿✨Most of what I share is for all ages and this is no different. While playdough is often seen a...
03/12/2025

Herbal Playdough Recipe 🌿✨

Most of what I share is for all ages and this is no different. While playdough is often seen as “for children,” I truly believe we grow old the moment we stop playing. So here’s something gentle, grounding, and wonderfully sensory for anyone to enjoy.
I used hibiscus and rose.

This herbal playdough is simple, soothing to make, and stores beautifully in an airtight container.

Ingredients
• 1 cup plain flour
• ½ cup salt
• 1 tbsp coconut oil
• 2 tbsp cream of tartar
• 1 cup water
• 1–2 tsp herbal powder (think lavender, chamomile, nettle, rose, turmeric, etc.)

Method
Mix all the dry ingredients in a medium pan. Add the water and coconut oil, then warm over medium heat, stirring continuously until the dough forms a ball and pulls away from the sides.

Turn it out onto a floured surface, allow it to cool slightly, then knead until smooth.

And that’s it, a soft, fragrant, naturally dyed dough ready for calm hands and creative minds. 🌿💚

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29/11/2025

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🌿✨ Coming Soon: A New Unit Study ✨🌿Do you know that the herbs you find in church yards are not there by chance? 👀Nestled...
26/11/2025

🌿✨ Coming Soon: A New Unit Study ✨🌿

Do you know that the herbs you find in church yards are not there by chance? đź‘€
Nestled under ancient yews, growing beside weathered stones, and winding through old pathways are plants filled with history, symbolism, medicine and myth. 🌱📜

This upcoming unit study uncovers the stories behind church-yard herbs, the trees that shaped sacred spaces, and the plants carved into centuries of church architecture. 🌳⛪🌿

Perfect for curious learners of all ages, hands on, history rich, and designed to spark wonder. ✨
Release coming soon… stay tuned! 📚💫

❄️ Frost magic ❄️I love seeing the frost settle on the plants in the garden, tiny crystals catching the morning light. I...
26/11/2025

❄️ Frost magic ❄️
I love seeing the frost settle on the plants in the garden, tiny crystals catching the morning light. It’s definitely been a mild autumn; the Lavatera is still bravely blooming, now beautifully encapsulated in ice. Nature always knows how to surprise us. ✨🌿

Quite a deep one for a Saturday morning,  feel free to scroll by.I’m not entirely sure who I am anymore. I became a mum ...
22/11/2025

Quite a deep one for a Saturday morning, feel free to scroll by.

I’m not entirely sure who I am anymore. I became a mum at 24 and a single one at 25. I wore that badge with pride, you would too if you’d walked away from what I did.

For years that was my whole identity. Then, when she turned four, I became a home-ed mum. And I thrived there. I’m a huge advocate for home education because I’ve seen firsthand how well it works. Honestly, it’s easier than navigating college… but that’s a journal entry for another day.

Somewhere along the way, I became all my titles. I didn’t really know who I was outside of “Mum.”

And these past six months? I’ve been struggling. Who am I now? I don’t fit in the same circles anymore. I’m still a Mother just one with an identity that’s shifting, stretching, changing. And change is the thing I’ve always wrestled with.

Writing this down in case someone else out there feels this too, now or someday. You’re not alone.

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