some ghosts are welcome here, and some we’ll gratefully dismiss with the turning of the seasons. you’ve swept every inch of the house and chased out the dust of the year where it lingers in the corners. the wood glows with wax, the surfaces are gleaming, the breeze coming through the window is sharp and fresh. autumn lives inside, but the outside world is promising winter. taking a moment to crush a fragrant leaf or two between your fingers, you place a bundle of herbs into the fire. their rich oils bubble and snap, cleansing the air of the last of your burdens. the space is ready for sleep, for nesting, for watching the cold draw close while you’re safe inside.

BELL, BOOK is our candle that tells an october story.

Notes: clarifying herbs — smoked beeswax — oud

coming soon – bring us back six 4oz pots in good condition and we’ll give you a new one, for free, with our love.