“I love thee to the level of everyday’s most quiet need, by sun and candle light…I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life.”
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning
[Note: I don’t think this is the best example of a well-executed photo, but I just loved the draping candle wax (burned as I sat up late on the night of July 4th listening to the boom of fireworks from a nearby display) and then the bright light of the following morning]
:)
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I can’t believe the wax didn’t melt. Yesterday I put a cube of butter on my back porch to soften and minutes later it came back a drippy, squishy mess. (but I guess that’s what 114 degrees will do to butter)
Beautiful picture!
It was super early in the morning (still cool-ish outside) when I snapped the pic. The wax had already melted on a nearby black candlestick, though.