Casa de Mayo began as a feeling — a pull toward something familiar yet not yet formed. It was born from moments: the scent of earth after rain, the warmth of sunlit walls, the quiet joy of sharing a meal prepared slowly. More than a project, it became a way of remembering what it means to belong — to a place, to a pace, to a way of living that honors care, craft, and connection.
This home is not just built — it is remembered into being.
