In a time of plague and isolation, funerals are often quietly attended by rows upon rows of floral effigies standing in for those who could not attend. After all is said and done, colorful stems, languish in ghostly chapels until relegated to compost. Recycled dried funeral arrangements evoke the quiet of a death in isolation, earth from freshly dug graves, the salt of a morticians tears, wept in someone else’s stead.
May be burned as incense, or given up as an offering to the dead. Due to the unique nature of this item, each batch is unique in composition and scent.