Gentle rows of dried lavender stems rest in front of the wall, each one carefully pinned and lifted to create small spaces where shadows gather and shift, writing and rewriting themselves as light moves across them throughout the day. Removed from the garden, the lavender mimics the rhythm of text, creating an ever-changing script of light and shadow that speaks without words. This quiet communication invites you to slow down, find meaning in softness and to notice the subtle. In this gentle arrangement, the lavender speaks a language that asks nothing of us but presence, offering its quiet wisdom to anyone willing to listen.