French Linen
cotton/lavender/sandalwood
The tree branches bob as the leaves fill the sky with confetti; the air is humid and feels charged. You should close the windows before the storm rolls overhead, but you have time. The heavy linen curtains sway and the rings clatter along the rod as they become animate, dancing a dance only they know. The wind wanes and you’re pleased you never closed those windows; if you’d taken the sensible approach you would have missed the dance.
apricot/coconut wax candle with crackling wood wick
cotton/lavender/sandalwood
The tree branches bob as the leaves fill the sky with confetti; the air is humid and feels charged. You should close the windows before the storm rolls overhead, but you have time. The heavy linen curtains sway and the rings clatter along the rod as they become animate, dancing a dance only they know. The wind wanes and you’re pleased you never closed those windows; if you’d taken the sensible approach you would have missed the dance.
apricot/coconut wax candle with crackling wood wick
cotton/lavender/sandalwood
The tree branches bob as the leaves fill the sky with confetti; the air is humid and feels charged. You should close the windows before the storm rolls overhead, but you have time. The heavy linen curtains sway and the rings clatter along the rod as they become animate, dancing a dance only they know. The wind wanes and you’re pleased you never closed those windows; if you’d taken the sensible approach you would have missed the dance.
apricot/coconut wax candle with crackling wood wick