Hedge Bette
@hedgebette.bsky.social
Dilettante Bog-Hag and Weirdo https://www.patreon.com/HedgeBetteWrites?utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a dog freshly returned from the groomer’s must be in want of a muddy puddle
I had such a lovely time chatting with highly qualified and credentialed Archaeodeath Professor Howard Williams who seemed to think I had something worth hearing on the subject! Follow him on TikTok at archaeodeath for fascinating finds and debunking weird alt-right Viking content.
Taking a Dig at Archaeology with Hedge Bette
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An absolutely charmed life. Afternoons spent sleeping in a backpack on a bed of stuffed animals after devouring a dishful of peas.
Inspiring a piece of animation is like being handed an immortal butterfly and told “here, you can take this home.” He’s so beautiful 😭. My OC: Fenris, animated by the outrageously talented @crossroadart.bsky.social
Self-care by watching my rats fish for treats. Pork prefers the peas.
Looksmaxxing Hans Christian Andersen for clout. I finally filmed a new skit!!
Child, Pointing to Bakery Prep Table: what’s that blood on the table back there?? Me, The Baker: oh that’s not blood. That’s melted cinnamon sugar from the cinnamon rolls Child: That’s still blood. It’s the blood of a cinnamon roll. Me:
Don’t be fooled! This is not a retouched historical photo of famous author Sir Arthur Conan-Doyle, creator of Sherlock Holmes. It is actually me!!!
I sliced a piece off a block of butter and came up with a lovely little winter landscape
The same kid who wants to be Senshi for Halloween suggested pumpkin spice as the new flavor for pop tarts in the bakery. I bought him a nice wok to use for his costume. He’s more excited to cook with the wok than about trick or treating 😂❤️🥘
Missouri fall sky, 10/11/25, 8:20pm. Ya with me? Wherever you are? ❤️❤️❤️
I have the best neighbors. They came to buy cinnamon rolls this morning and were like “look what we found…do you want it?” Love to be That Witch. (Wine glass by Me)
In a couple weeks it will be time to move inside, but in the meantime, I am pleased that everyone has had a very productive summer.
I love the ride to Ren Faire and the ride back when you stop for gas or a pre-game taco and you’re just wildly out of context ✨
I live the day when your languishing propagation chooses life and just pretends none of the last two weeks’ drama happened.
A bittersweet thing: my Great Aunt, who lives very far away from me, is beginning to lose her cognitive abilities, and so every time my brother goes to visit her, he has to tell her again that I have opened a bakery. He says she is very impressed and happy, every time.
My kids are working hard to become the stuff of rural nightmare
Pears are so beautiful. That palette. That shape. Those freckles.
As we recover from the Eaton Fire, my Etsy shop is still my only source of income. These poppy shirts are all screen printed by hand in the closet of our temporary apartment! www.etsy.com/listing/4312...
Good lord I love a chatty child. Bring your social little toddler into the bakery - I want to hear what their dog’s name is and what they ate for breakfast. You will be hard pressed not to leave with a free pastry. Absolutely makes my morning.
It dipped below 80° today. Every dish in the bakery is clean. I ate birria quesadillas with guacamole all day. And I have finished editing Draft 4 of the manuscript of Death to the Author. I feel so light 🦋
