Beneath the Rowan Tree isn't the shortest shop name out there.
But I like it. It fits. It grows and lives with us.
We do actually have a lovely rowan  (mountain ash for us North American types) down by the lake, and so sometimes we are, truly, beneath the rowan tree.
The images in this post are of our tree.

And since we have so many new readers, I thought I would share the roots of the name...

Of course, there is our daughter Rowan~ named for the tree, which was my grandmother's favourite (a fact unknown to me until Rowan was 3!), and is a tree of power and protection in many cultures.  It is also the name of the little girl in The Wicker Man, and Andy is a fan of weird movies. So we both win.

Back 4 years ago when I found Etsy and thought about opening a shop, I googled about and hit upon a (very maudlin/ romantic/ sad) Canadian poem entitled 'The Rowan Tree' by Isabella Crawford Valancy (1850-1887):


There you have it. A wee taste, anyway, and that is probably enough to have you wiping a tear or twa from yer bonnie een, no?♥