Katt Muir

Cozy Americana Folk Horror. Small Damp Woodland Creatures.
American Primitive Craft. Comforts For The Unquiet.

A Rainy Morning

Woke up to the sound of soft rain tapping on the window. The air smelled like wet grass and fresh coffee. Sometimes I think mornings like this are handwritten just for quiet souls.

Old Letters

Found an envelope filled with letters from school days. Faded ink, doodled hearts, and inside jokes that still make me smile. The paper’s creases feel like tiny wrinkles of time.

Old Letters

Found an envelope filled with letters from school days. Faded ink, doodled hearts, and inside jokes that still make me smile. The paper’s creases feel like tiny wrinkles of time.

Old Letters

Found an envelope filled with letters from school days. Faded ink, doodled hearts, and inside jokes that still make me smile. The paper’s creases feel like tiny wrinkles of time.

Old Letters

Found an envelope filled with letters from school days. Faded ink, doodled hearts, and inside jokes that still make me smile. The paper’s creases feel like tiny wrinkles of time.