Seasoning for Air

Title is what Julian called scented candles when he was six years old. I know because I just found it in my notes on my phone and I could just about cry.  

Ever the fan of advent calendars, I vowed to keep it simple this year. I got myself one new one and it is the cutest and I love it. What is it? A CANDLE ADVENT CALENDAR.  I know. With little wee candles for each day, each of a different scent like "gingerbread bake" and "nordic air."  They last less than a day and it just makes me happy. It smelled so good when it arrived. And the decor is just exactly what I am looking for-- nostalgic, classic, fruit mixed with candy. Perfection.  Behold the beauty:

Here's a poem I just wrote callllllled.....

Candle

Giant be the shadow.

Whisper be the light

Exuding all its import

From tiny point of night

Dance be dance be dancing

At leisure, rest, at will

With regard to each

Intensity the thrill

Stronger be the silence

As time counts death impend

Its presence felt from flickered start

To hushed and sizzled end.