My Favourite Candle.

I have loads of candles in my house.

Some folks, including my brother. look on the candle holders as clutter. I love, however, when they are all lit, and this is especially true when the rain is beating on the windows and the fire is blazing in the hearth.

This one was given to me by my sister Christine, and we found it in a lovely shop in the Isle of Skye a few years ago. The wee men (or women??) hold on to each other in an embrace of friendship.


Bliss.