Somewhere in the French countryside, under a golden afternoon sun, a farmer wipes the earth from his hands and leans over a weathered iron sink mounted to the garden wall. Cool water spills from a rusted spout, washing away the dust of a long day’s labor. A ritual as old as the land itself.
Our Garden Wall Sink is a nod to those bygone days, when utility and beauty lived hand in hand. Enamel-coated iron, timeworn and steeped in history, once a staple of working farms across Europe, now reborn as an elegant hanging planter. Nestle it among ivy-clad walls, fill it with fragrant herbs, or let it cradle wildflowers, spilling over in careless abundance.
Color and size vary, as all things with a story do. Each one bears the quiet charm of another time, another place—where life moved a little slower, and even the simplest things were made to last.
