Orange-brown hues of Autumn Leaves, Featherweight Linen and Silk, 22cm x 150cm, woven and handmade in Ireland.

New York in the Fall. A train ride out from the city.

We pass through the woodlands amidst the falling leaves.

Each one drifts, unique like a snowflake, glowing, backlit in the Autumn sun, the orange and terra cotta tones give way to glimpses of green, the last dance of the season, giving life to the soil.

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi

Brown pink silk and linen pocket square, 23cm x 25cm, woven and handmade in Ireland.

New York in the Fall. A train ride out from the city.

We pass through the woodlands amidst the falling leaves.

Each one drifts, unique like a snowflake, glowing, backlit in the Autumn sun, the orange and terra cotta tones give way to glimpses of green, the last dance of the season, giving life to the soil.

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi

Orange Silk & Linen Pocket Square, stamp cut edges, Silk and Linen, 23cm x 25cm, Woven and Handmade in Ireland.

New York in the Fall. A train ride out from the city.

We pass through the woodlands amidst the falling leaves.

Each one drifts, unique like a snowflake, glowing, backlit in the Autumn sun, the orange and terra cotta tones give way to glimpses of green, the last dance of the season, giving life to the soil.

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi

Hand-dyed featherweight blanket shawl woven in ultrafine linen & silk, soft desaturated orange.

142cm x 142cm (third photo shows entire design of our featherweight blanket shawls), Brendan Joseph signature woven into lower right hand corner, giving visual interest when worn as a scarf, and disappearing entirely depending on how you wear it. Woven and Handmade in Ireland.

New York in the Fall. A train ride out from the city.

We pass through the woodlands amidst the falling leaves.

Each one drifts, unique like a snowflake, glowing, backlit in the Autumn sun, the orange and terra cotta tones give way to glimpses of green, the last dance of the season, giving life to the soil.

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi

Hand-dyed featherweight blanket shawl woven in ultrafine linen & silk, golden brown.

142cm x 142cm (second photo shows entire design of our featherweight blanket shawls), Brendan Joseph signature woven into lower right hand corner, giving visual interest when worn as a scarf, and disappearing entirely, depending on how you wear it. Woven and Handmade in Ireland.

New York in the Fall. A train ride out from the city.

SilkWe pass through the woodlands amidst the falling leaves.

Each one drifts, unique like a snowflake, glowing, backlit in the Autumn sun, the orange and terra cotta tones give way to glimpses of green, the last dance of the season, giving life to the soil.

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi

Orange-brown hues of Autumn Leaves, Natural linen and silk, Handmade in Ireland.

New York in the Fall. A train ride out from the city.

We pass through the woodlands amidst the falling leaves.

Each one drifts, unique like a snowflake, glowing, backlit in the Autumn sun, the orange and terra cotta tones give way to glimpses of green, the last dance of the season, giving life to the soil.

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle

Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi