The luxury of evening

Monday night. The day fades slowly, and the light settles in amber reflections on the linen. I shed my clothes. The ones

evening ritual

for the outside world, for the rush of the day. And I slip into my linen robe, tattoed with grasses, adorned with tiny vintage glass beads. Just enough to make this moment feel precious, without excess.

linen bathrobe dyed with oakgalls

A washcloth, a hand towel, a bath towel. Simple gestures, repeated every day, yet transformed. The softness of washed linen against my skin, water gliding slowly, a new awareness. Taking care of oneself is also this: slowing down, feeling the fabric, letting it wrap around you.

towel dyed with plants

The house still murmurs, then quiets. In the dim light, I allow myself this ritual. A gentle way to close the day.

linen bathrobe dyed with plants
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