Night Lichen Dancer

This treasure started out as a glass jar, the kind the world glances at twice and then abandons without a second thought. We rescued it from that sad, shabby corner fate, wiped off the dust of the years and held it up to the light. It had that humble shine of things that survive without showing off, and you know we fall for that fast. If a stray cat had wandered by, it would have given the whole operation a nod of approval with a philosopher's face.

We took it to the Taramundi workshop and dressed it with real forest. We added lichens gathered on a walk through breathing mist, plus a silhouette of a dancing fairy who seems to have frozen in the most beautiful second of her pirouette.

• The recycled glass lets through a gentle light, the kind that never shouts.
• The green and earthy tones bring the forest to your bedside table without filling your pillow with leaves.
• The dancer turns the shadow into a tiny secret theatre for kids and grown ups.

Now it gives calm little nights, the kind that heal the noise of the day. It stays near the bed working its silent spell, as if it kept a well mannered firefly that knows exactly when to shine.