a quiet archive of moments. blooms, flock & garden
Set of twenty blank notecards with Kraft envelopes.
4" × 6" Printed right here in our town.
In the hush of morning’s froth,
when the kettle hums low and warm,
the barn door sighs its timber song
and the hens begin to molt—
soft feathers drifting like tiny notes
of some old prairie hymn.
Out past the fenceline,
the day rises slow and honest,
carrying the scent of wool and weather,
and all the small, good things
that stitch a life together.
a quiet archive of moments. blooms, flock & garden
Set of twenty blank notecards with Kraft envelopes.
4" × 6" Printed right here in our town.
In the hush of morning’s froth,
when the kettle hums low and warm,
the barn door sighs its timber song
and the hens begin to molt—
soft feathers drifting like tiny notes
of some old prairie hymn.
Out past the fenceline,
the day rises slow and honest,
carrying the scent of wool and weather,
and all the small, good things
that stitch a life together.