A small sweet thing, of the sun itself, held low to the table or carried across a meadowfield under starlight.

Glazed in a soft yellow that leans toward honey, this piece carries the first brightness of the season—the kind that arrives before warmth fully settles in.

The surface glints as it turns. Gloss catching in some places, breaking against the clay body in others. Base left raw, toasted, and lightly textured, it is as always, made to be used and wax drips are most welcome.

✧ Approx. 14cm wide × 6cm tall
✧ Stoneware with gloss glaze
✧ Raw, unglazed base

A small light, returning.