Under the Sun

There’s something gentle about the first long days of summer, when daylight stretches well into the evening and the air carries the scent of warm stone and dry herbs.

At this time of year, the boundaries between indoors and out begin to disappear. A terracotta bowl that sat on the dining table is moved to a garden wall. A woven throw draped over a chair finds its way onto the grass, ready for cooler evenings. Cushions are carried outside in the morning and often stay there until dusk, while a linen tablecloth is just as likely to be spread beneath a tree as it is across a table.

These are the pieces that move with the rhythm of the season, from quiet mornings on a shaded terrace to long meals outdoors. Made by hand and meant to be lived with, they carry traces of the people who shaped them, ready for another summer spent in the sun.