A love letter to a love that’s been rinsed in salt and time — a love that always feels like summer. It’s in the quiet language of a hand-picked flower and the repeating magic of tucking it behind her ear. An ode to a love that knows some of the greatest stories are written in the smallest, sun-worn gestures. Lucky me, to call it ours.
An Original Piece
Handmade Timber Frame
105cm x 155cm
A love letter to a love that’s been rinsed in salt and time — a love that always feels like summer. It’s in the quiet language of a hand-picked flower and the repeating magic of tucking it behind her ear. An ode to a love that knows some of the greatest stories are written in the smallest, sun-worn gestures. Lucky me, to call it ours.
An Original Piece
Handmade Timber Frame
105cm x 155cm
