“Fragments found tucked between greenhouse panes.”

The Solarium Letters.

From the Kip House Greenhouse Archives: She wrote in the mornings when the air was thick with salt and sap, and the windows wept condensation. Pressed leaves marked every letter, though none were sent. We found them curled behind the cabinet walls, softened by sun and time.

The Solarium Letters is a collection of quiet observations: botanical sketches, fragments of thought, and the green-filtered light of someone trying to stay rooted.