Jars, spell scraps, and quiet mischief line every shelf of Cordelia’s apothecary. Lived-in and love-worn, this tiny space hums with potion bottles, handwritten signs, and herbal charm. It’s a shop, a spellbook, and a shrine—all in one.
For those who stir their tea with intention and laughter.
Easter eggs like “Shrooms 4 Sale,” hand-scripted menus, and gifts labeled “For: Lydia” add personality and charm.
Dozens of hand-labeled jars, spell cards, and dried herbs line a classic wooden hutch behind a functional apothecary counter.
What began as a way to deal with losing someone I loved with all my soul, soon turned into an expression of peace.