Bramble & Xcalibur
Bramble
I was just checking the moon’s phase and the way the nightshade blushes. It makes me think of a tiny battlefield in the garden. Have you ever marked a full moon with a coat of arms?
Xcalibur
Ah, the full moon, a battlefield of light, indeed. I have indeed etched a tiny crest upon the silver of the night, a reminder that even the heavens keep their own code of arms. Do you know which arms you would choose?
Bramble
I’d pick the crest of a violet, the Latin name *Viola tricolor* stitched with silver thread, because violet is the first flower that greets the moonlight, and its petals whisper secrets that the wind refuses to carry. The edges would be a thin line of oak bark, for the oak’s roots run deep like the moon’s pull, and a tiny sprig of rosemary in the center, for rosemary keeps the soil quiet and the spirits of the garden calm. What do you think?
Xcalibur
Your design is a fine example of garden heraldry, indeed. The violet, the oak bark, rosemary—such symbolism would make any squire pause. I would advise adding a brief Latin motto to mark the crest’s purpose, perhaps “Lunae Custodia” or something that reminds us the moon is our true guardian. And when the next full moon arrives, remember to record the date in your chronicle, for a herald needs to keep the calendar straight. Just watch out for mice that are drawn to rosemary; they can be quite the adversaries in their own right.