The Secret Greenhouse

I wanted a place to wander—an afternoon to follow a path simply because something lovely might be waiting around the bend. The Secret Greenhouse grew from that daydream: an open iron gate, leaves climbing the windows, and a bench beside the water lilies where you might linger awhile. I wanted to bring that feeling to your worktable, with little discoveries among the flowers and room for your own words. I hope these pages give you a little of that afternoon. Leave yourself time to look around.