From the kitchen, a door is open to the garden. A light breeze whispers in the air as the little chandelier drops tinkle and shimmer in the late summer light. Sitting at a care-worn wood table dressed in white linen and lace you take in the vase of wildflowers as you breathe in the scent of baking bread.
Grassy hills, sun drenched romance, and beauty amidst the ordinary. This is the essence of my French Farmhouse collection. Soft blues, breaking to russet at the edges, creamy white tones and delicate hydrangea blossoms grace these lovingly hand-crafted vessels.