A GARDEN JUST BEGINNING

In April, I wandered through the walled garden at Kylemore Abbey.
 

The garden was just beginning to wake up. There were soft blossoms, fresh air, gravel paths, old stone walls, green grass, and the quiet little spaces tucked throughout the garden: the bothy, the solarium, the tool shed.
 

Nothing felt fully in bloom yet. And I loved that.
 

There was something beautiful about seeing a place at the beginning of its growing season rather than waiting for everything to be full and finished.
 

That feeling became this piece.
 

I chose a soft, delicate pink wool that reminded me of those early blossoms and the quiet promise of renewal.

The crochet is structured and carefully shaped, finished with a kissing clasp and a sturdy base so it holds its form.
 

It can be worn as a small purse using a strap through the side openings, or carried on its own as a generously sized coin purse.

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It is a quiet reminder that growth doesn't always have to be loud. Sometimes it begins softly, almost unnoticed.
 

Made slowly and intentionally by hand, one stitch at a time.