An end of the day Gin and Tonic; a comfortable leather armchair kindly donated by the landlady of a very dear friend when she was studying in Cambridge; a small wicker table with a postcard of camels walking the Sahara; a pewter candlestick; an old copy of Brideshead Revisited; a brass candlestick and the hypnotic mesmerising effect of candles. This is a moment of pure pleasure; a moment of life too good to let pass without comment. Staring into the flame of the candle in a wine bottle, following the running wax whispering its way in liquid silence to solidify its streaks on a canvass of glass; the beauty of it; the almost sensual simplicity is stunning! and I was here; I am here. Enjoy
Candles are the most relaxing way to light a room, the warm orange glow and the constant moving shadows (but not in the annoying way of flashing Christmas tree lights, or a slightly dodgy florescent tube).
ReplyDeleteThe only problem is the small risk of knocking them over and the house down. I feel sorry for parents with young energetic children who can't light them for this reason!
Don't feel sorry for those of us with children... once burned, twice shy. (And no it wasn't deliberate child abuse before you call the cops.)
ReplyDeleteNice blog oh Garrulous one.
ah that chair, i remember the time! Lovely words and photos MrGriffin!
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