Welcome to the Hallows of Halloweth An old-world realm of story, shoppe, theatre, chapel, and woodland wonder. Within the Hallows lives Pumpkin Hill House, our mercantile shoppe of curious goods, vintage treasures, seasonal wares, and gifts from the realm.
Brindwiddle’s Turnip Bucket - 6.5" wide 10" long 11.5" high
Deep within Miss Brindwiddle’s autumn garden, where the cabbages whisper and the turnip leaves rustle without wind, lives a rather handsome fellow with rosy cheeks, bright blue eyes, and one fine front tooth.
Each Hallows’ Eve, he is filled with sugared treasures and placed beneath the crooked garden gate. Grumblegourd guards him faithfully from hungry ravens, wandering imps—and anyone who dares reach inside without first saying please.
A whimsical heirloom inspired by antique papier-mâché Halloween buckets and the curious garden folk of Halloweth.
For the image, I would make the palette muted pumpkin, moss green, turnip cream, plum-black, and aged gold. It would feel unmistakably Halloweth—storybook-dark, elegant, and just peculiar enough.
