Mmmmmmm
This one is in the bathroom.
When Mr. and Mrs. Piecrust came to visit a couple of years ago, she and I ventured out on a little shopping trip and landed at the Sunflower Nook. We were preparing to leave the shop, when the scent of a Fireside WoodWick candle, alight on the check-out counter, attacked us. "Where are they!?" and we both scurried into the candle room before returning to the counter, clutching our prizes. If my memory serves me, there was a scuffle over who was buying what, but we both walked out with candles in our bags. I think I bought hers, and she bought mine, and yes, we're both that silly. [*finger to lips* shhh ... She's sillier.]
The wooden wick crackles as it burns. The dreamy fragrance blankets an entire room and sometimes beyond. There's no better candle on the face of the earth. [If you know better, don't burst my bubble.]
Favorite thing -- WoodWick Fireside candle
Blessed be the Lord God, the God of Israel, who only doeth wondrous things. And blessed be his glorious name for ever: and let the whole earth be filled with his glory; Amen, and Amen. ~Psalms 72:18-19
2 comments:
Waxman candles from Lawrence are pretty fabulous. I'll try to remember to bring you some next time I'm out your way.
Well, that's a kind thought, Rikki. If it smells good, I'll pay ya for it. If it doesn't, I'll say, "What a nice gift!"
*snort*
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