Collection: WHERE THE WILD THINGS GROW

A Garden Path Collection

Not every pattern sits quietly on a shelf. Some of them roam.

This path wanders furthest from the garden. Silver birch trees reaching across bone china. Dogwood blossoms, bold and proud, made as a gift to British Columbia. Exotic birds in colours that have no business being that vivid on something so small. A moose standing against a mountain sky. A bison. A couple strolling through a landscape that belongs to another century entirely.

These are the patterns that went looking for something beyond the teacup. Trees and birds and creatures and places. Fragments of a wider world, captured in clay and colour by people who understood that not everything worth preserving fits in a rose garden.

Some paths lead through gardens. This one leads somewhere wilder.

WHERE THE WILD THINGS GROW