Golden Hour
White flowers in yellow paper, like the last hour of sun.
From 55 USD
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Still Water
It neither calls nor proves anything, and holds the sky anyway.
149 USD
What is inside
Cream and blush roses with pale hydrangea and soft green tones.
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
On the surface, almost nothing happens. Cream and blush roses float on pale hydrangea, in colours so close that the eye has nothing to catch on. The soft green among the petals does what green does at the edge of a pond. A few dusky clusters lie like stones you can see through the water. Sheer paper surrounds it, barely there.
You send this one when you have nothing left to prove. Perhaps you tried too hard; perhaps she is simply tired, and everyone wants something from her. At her door it will ask for nothing: not a call, not a photograph, not a reply by tonight. Send it as thanks, or as a way of stepping back gently.
When to send it
When she is worn out and the kindest thing you can do is ask nothing of her, not even a reply.
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.
Стоїть гора високая,Попід горою гай,Зелений гай, густесенький,Неначе справді рай.Під гаєм в’ється річенька:Як скло вода блищить,Долиною зеленоюКудись вона біжить.
Leonid Hlibov
