late autumn used to be a time of mourning, but now it’s a time of promise because you know she’ll come back.

you’ve made a promise, an oath sworn in the dark to guard your strength in a season of solitude and reflection, where the only person you must care for is yourself. you nestle into the warmth of a tonka-scented cashmere blanket, breathing in the aroma of roasting chestnuts and oloroso sherry from your luxurious room. a laurel crown hangs on the door, drying: it’s ready for the celebrations to come.

even the goddess of the harvest needs a moment to herself.

DEMETER WAITS is our candle that tells a NOVEMBER story.

Notes: tonka sugar — cashmere— sacred laurel

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