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Green Winter

I've always wondered at the fact that here in England winters are green. The lack of leaves exposes all the lichen and moss on tree trunks. There's ivy. Cypresses. The grass never quite goes underground. It's not a noisy, everybody-look-at-me spring kind of green. It's a green that blends well with greys and rusts and muddy browns. A Green-man, always-there-at-the-background-of-everything kind of green.

This amulet bag has the colours of this season. Its pleats are held by a tracery of smocking giving it the slightly rough feel of tree bark. The bottom edge is soft and left raw. The clasp is in the shape of an ivy leaf.

In the shop today.

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