Having saved candle stubs for over 30 years, and carted these many canfuls through various moves, it was time to make my own candles in saved spice jars and other empty vessels. I weighted the wicks with various nuts, bolts, and small metal doodads so they’d stand straight in the liquid. I found the empty pot on a neighborhood walk, much to Jeff’s chagrin, and carried it home without touching it, wrapped in the sleeve of my sweater. There were 32 candles in the end and I gave them to friends at socially distanced dates. The few I have left will eventually be dispersed!

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