Collection: Dried florals: The Forever Bouquet

They do not wilt.
They whisper.
Each petal, preserved in its moment of grace, holds the hush of a season long passed—
a wedding toast, a grandmother’s laugh, the scent of late summer rain.
Dried flowers are not remnants.
They are relics.
Time-keepers of tenderness,
woven into wreaths that greet the seasons,
gathered in bouquets that never fade.
In their faded blush and papery rustle,
they remind us:
beauty does not always bloom loudly.
Sometimes, it lingers.
This bouquet is forever.
Not because it resists change—
but because it embraces it.