Wool, yarrow, queen annes lace, indigo, black eye susans, cosmos
A soft creek ran through the garden. It made no noise, but it spoke with the coreopsis, becoming intertwined as they met.
Wool, yarrow, queen annes lace, indigo, black eye susans, cosmos
A soft creek ran through the garden. It made no noise, but it spoke with the coreopsis, becoming intertwined as they met.
Clara Hayong Boberg 