My Story: I was crafted in England, my porcelain adorned with a tapestry of blossoms roses, daisies, and forget-me-nots, each painted by a patient hand. I once sat beneath a garden window where the air was perfumed with summer blooms, and laughter drifted with the breeze. Every petal upon my surface carries a memory of those sunlit afternoons and gentle hearts that gathered around me. When I found my way to Canada, I was given new light. Now, as my flame glows softly, I bloom again quietly, eternally, in candlelight.
 
*Each candle is gently packaged in an elegant gift box, complete with a card that shares its unique name and origin story.