Blue Silence
One great cloud of sky-blue, and not a word more.
From 59 USD
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Blue Hour
That minute between evening and night, held out at arm’s length.
139 USD
What is inside
Blue hydrangea and white orchid in a long, wide bouquet.
Included
- Delivery in Kyiv, Odesa, Lviv, Kharkiv, Dnipro or Vinnytsia
- A card with your note
- The poem of this bouquet
- Day and address chosen by her, never shared with you
Arranged by hand: flowers and shades can vary slightly with the season. Photos show a large size.
Delivery
We invite her by email to choose a day within the next 14 days, and a time window. Delivery is included in the price. During air-raid alerts couriers pause, and we move the time if we need to.
Refunds
If she declines, or the gift cannot be delivered, you are refunded in full. If she does not answer, the gift waits for her. Once paid, an order cannot be cancelled, and flowers and food cannot be returned: they are perishable. If something arrives damaged, we replace it or refund you.
Care
Cut the stems at an angle, change the water every two days, and keep the flowers away from direct heat.
What it says
There is a minute when evening is over and night has not begun, and the whole city turns the colour of this hydrangea. The bouquet is long and wide, a stretch of blue that lies across the arms rather than in them. White orchid opens on it like the first windows coming on. A sprig of eucalyptus escapes at either end, and wide white paper rises behind it all.
It will be awkward at the door, and you should enjoy that. She will have to turn sideways. You would choose it if your days end at different hours, if this is the one you always spend alone with your phone.
When to send it
For the hour you miss her most, when your day is ending and hers has gone on without you.
How she receives it
- She receives an email with your name and a private link.
- She chooses the day, the hour and the address. You never see them.
- A courier brings the flowers, your note and the poem. We tell you when they are delivered.
The poem that travels with it
Printed on a card, in Ukrainian with an English translation.
Зоре моя вечірняя,Зійди над горою,Поговорим тихесенькоВ неволі з тобою.
Taras Shevchenko
