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Continue ShoppingThere's a particular kind of Florida that doesn't make the postcards. The tidal flats when the water pulls back and leaves everything the gulf was keeping. Wet season arriving without announcement, then taking over the entire afternoon. Salt grass holding the edge of the marsh in a color that's half gold and half green and entirely its own. Three prints from that coast — the one that was there long before anyone named it anything.
Available framed in natural wood — three matching frames, ready to hang. The whole wall, done.
For anyone whose bar cart deserves a wall to match.
A note when a new guest arrives. Eloise tells you who's coming, who's already at the table, and what they're bringing with them.
Sent quietly, never urgently, by Amy at Paperfinch.