The autumn harvest

Sea buckthorn lives through minus forty on the Mongolian steppe. Its orange berry, rich in omega 7 and vitamin C, is in everything we make.
Omega 7 and vitamin C from the steppe, whipped into a soft cream.
A thorny shrub of western Mongolia, heavy with berries every autumn.
Its oil is rich in omega-7, the fat skin uses to hold its moisture.
A fingertip of cream, warmed between the palms, pressed in at night.
Frosted peach glass, one bottle for every step of the ritual. Each one opens its own chapter.

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We come from a place where the sky is bigger than the land, where water is never wasted and a thorny shrub turns orange at the end of summer. Three steps. One ritual. Nothing more than the skin needs.

Where the sky is widest,
the wind decides everything.
What carries them through winter is what we make.
50°NUvs basin, Mongolia

Every autumn the branches bend under the fruit. The berries are picked by hand, pressed the same week, and the oil is folded into the cream in small batches.





One autumn in the steppe, in five pictures. No captions: the berries, the leaves, the people, and the light they share.



The berryOrange, sour, and rich in omega-7. The steppe keeps it small and strong.
Cleanse with milk, tone with sky, nourish with the berry. Ten quiet minutes, morning and night.
Open the ritual


Short notes on the harvest, the people who pick it, and the slow way the cream is made.




Milk Soap, Sky Toner and Berry Cream. One berry from the steppe, three quiet steps.
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