Lucia Pin Douglas Candle
I grew up with the smells of the snowy forests in the north: a mix of pine needles, sweet undergrowth and the scent of new, green buds. In the changing seasons and especially winter, I have precious memories of my mother lighting perfumed candles, their sweet scent consuming the darkness of the night. As a child, I would close my eyes, inhaling the scents of softwood and pine. Avec couvercle en bois laqué.