June 22, 2005
Wax maintenance

Twenty three candles lit the apartment last night. The soft glow was delightful—the perfect light for a quiet summer evening.

Electric lights are horrible in comparison. Too bright, too steady. I was loathe to open the refrigerator to bring out the chilled soup; the small bulb at the back was so garish. The oven light was so strong in comparison to the candles lighting the kitchen that the metal spatula cast reflections on the walls.

But this morning, I rediscovered at least one reason why our forebears moved away from using candles. Wax on the table. Wax on the railings of the verandah. Cascades of wax down the wall behind the toilet. The little candle lamp is waxed shut. I must clean up the leavings of our light.

Posted by kuri at June 22, 2005 09:22 AM

Comments

Yes, I know about that side of things too… we had a party once and had nice lighting everywhere, but the two candles on the basin in the bathroom melted the bottom of the plastic mirror holder, actually burnt a hole in the bottom of one side of it. Its not horrendously noticable, but i suspect that come time to let go of the apartment, the real estate agents will notice it!

Posted by: j-ster on June 23, 2005 01:02 PM
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