CHALK by Translate Handwoven-IKAT

𝗥𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿, 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗹

The days came soaked in nostalgia, exploring places, leaping into new adventures, and pointing us down new paths.

The echo of laughter and indistinct chatter by the lake, longing for the gentle breeze, into the long dusty days.

Embracing the sunshine like powdered gold, seeping slowly into the sky of dreamy enchants,
Where the world slows down and the days go by in a haze, melting into one another.