White Embrace
For the days your arms are too far away to help.
From 169 USD
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Blue Silence
One great cloud of sky-blue, and not a word more.
155 USD
What is inside
Nothing but sky-blue hydrangea, in one great cloud, tied with cream ribbon. Calm and impossible to ignore.
Some images and videos show styling ideas at home. Vases, chocolates and balloons are sold separately.
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
Sky-blue hydrangea, head after head of it, pressed into one great cloud and tied with cream ribbon that hangs in long loose ends. There is no second flower to soften it. A silence that size is not empty, as you know if you have ever sat beside a phone that did not ring.
The blue arrives before anything else and fills the door frame. It is calm, and it is impossible to walk past. You would send it from far away, once the phone calls have run out of things to say. Perhaps she sets it by a window with her morning tea, and knows that someone far off is keeping the same silence, and has not forgotten.
When to send it
In the weeks you are far away, when your calls have grown shorter than you would like.
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.
Повій, вітре, на Вкраїну,Де покинув я дівчину,Де покинув чорні очі…Повій, вітре, з полуночі.
Stepan Rudansky
