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Quiet Morning
A rose that is in no hurry, sent by someone else who isn’t.
149 USD
What is inside
Cream garden roses, pale green ranunculus and white hydrangea in a wide wrap of white paper. In the spirit of our name.
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
Cream garden roses, so pale they are nearly the colour of milk, lie among white hydrangea with a few ranunculus of the palest green. It is a bouquet with the volume turned down. Wide white paper opens around it like a curtain somebody has only just drawn back. In the spirit of our name, it asks for nothing.
She may hold it for a while before she notices how much is going on in so little colour. That is how it should go. You choose it if you are prepared to wait, and want her to know it: that you are not pressing, that no clock is running on your side. A rose does not hurry its blooming, and neither, you are telling her, will you.
When to send it
When you would wait for her as long as it takes and want her to know you are in no hurry.
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.
Хотіла б я піснею статиУ сюю хвилину ясну,Щоб вільно по світі літати,Щоб вітер розносив луну.
Lesya Ukrainka
