Candles tied to a place. A letter follows, once a month.
Candle of the month · Fleur de Tiaré · No.01 May 2026 BeginFour candles from the collection — including the candle of the month. Each one different in a way that is hard to describe until you are there.
We make candles, but the candle is not the point. The story of a place is the point.
We believe an object is worth keeping when it carries something — a place, a sentence, a memory said quietly. The candles we make are the way we keep ours, and a way to share the keeping with you.
a kind of place n. · plural: kinds of place
First, a place — real or remembered. Something specific that stayed.
Then a single line about it. The story comes before the candle.
Then a candle that smells like it. Poured slowly, in small batches.
Then a letter, once a month. The keeping shared by hand.
A dry hillside in late July. Lemon trees, warm stone, a thin wind from the sea. The hour of the day when the light is almost too much.
Notes lemon · warm stone · sea breeze Read the place →Each one different in a way that is hard to describe until you are there. Light one. See where the room goes.
A small introduction set. Mini candles, each burning for about 8 hours — enough to understand the place. Arrives in a single box with a foldable card. A short route through the collection before the full 220 g jar.
The Post brings the letter. The Candle Club brings the candle of the month. The Society brings both. One idea, three depths. Switch anytime.
€13,95/month
An envelope a month. A letter from a place, an illustrated print, a frame card, and a small piece worth keeping. First envelope includes a €5 welcome credit — for one candle or one subscription month.
€42/month
One envelope, one candle, tied to the same place, every month. The whole story in one arrival. Ten percent off extras. Free worldwide shipping, every month.
€28/month
One candle a month, chosen for the season or by you. Ten percent off extras, no added delivery when they ship together. Member-only annual edition.
A plant-based wax blend of rapeseed and coconut. A wooden wick that burns evenly and quietly. Poured in the Netherlands, in small batches, with no added colour.
A considered alternative to the mass-produced paraffin candle, stated plainly and left at that.
Short essays and longer ones. Almost always about somewhere specific. Updated slowly.
What it means to write a place from memory, half from invention, and call it true.
On rapeseed, coconut, the wood of a wick, and the small choices behind a single candle.
Why some places stay with us, and why scent is often the way back.
