Softness and rhythm, slow mornings, long evenings

Pamba means cotton in Swahili, for the ginnery that once stood on this land. The family first owned it in the 1800s, lost it, and bought it back generations later to keep a promise made between father and grandfather. The house they built between Shela and Lamu is a home before anything else: Swahili arches, shifting light, sun and shade, and the ocean always close. [Draft from the Pamba CI, for Inkaya to confirm]