... every longhair, including me, made candles. Some were tie-dye, some were global (globe-shaped), some were cylinders, and some were sand-cast.
I thought those days were long gone. We'd buy a ten-pound slab and go to town. The lucky ones, those who read the instructions and precautions, didn't blow up the kitchen and burn the house down. The unlucky got third-degree burns.
Candle-making was a hobby. None of us made money. But we didn't care. |