On the one hand, the smell of apples and fresh rain, the soothing silence of the countryside, the tawny, reassuring warmth of red brick; on the other, the brilliant colors of a mysterious land and the bewitching scent of spices. This is Moismont, a house of values and traditions. You feel protected by its walls, guardians of the family spirit.

In winter, we put on boots and anoraks, then wrap up in a scarf to face the cold amid the orchards. In summer, jam-making workshops and seaside excursions punctuate the vacations, then we wrap up in soft, light fabrics to enjoy the cool evening air.

A whirlwind of shimmering stoles, an infinite variety of materials, ancestral savoir-faire. Yarn-dyeing, weaving and printing techniques have been handed down from generation to generation. Three different crafts, each with its own unique savoir-faire.

That's Moismont. A need for authenticity and a return to our roots, tinged with a desire to escape, a touch of elsewhere in the midst of deep roots. It's a love story between India and Picardy, revealing the treasures of these two regions steeped in ancestral savoir-faire, history and culture.