Saturday, December 22, 2012
Return of the Light
I bought them last year. Now when I opened the wrapping, the fragrance melted my insides. These mellow candles were made in Sweden, from my favorite store, perfect for the kind of table that pleases me, and their aroma was so sweetly gentle with a hint of bees' wax that I go all limp just remembering it.
All of the many Things I get to do today have slowed or been accomplished, and setting the table for dinner unfolded at a contemplative pace. That's when I remembered the candles, positioned them in assorted glass candlesticks, and inhaled their bliss.
May the Light return for all of you with such sweetness.