perhaps it's just a reflection of this long winter, but the shop has taken on such a rich flavor of the sea recently. i find myself gravitating towards the muted tones, the rich mariner histories, and the natural texture granted to anything that has spent over long in the water.
fishing floats in glass and wood, large coral specimens, achingly beautiful shells repurposed as lamps and chimes, carved wood shorebirds, and an unusual wicker and leather fishing creel chair. all arriving in the shop today!
to the sea, my love.