Do Not Disturb Candle

Nobody warned you that spring would show up in the middle of February. One day it's freezing and the next you're sitting on someone's back porch at sunset wondering why you ever wore a jacket in the first place. Everything smells fresh but not in that fake clean way. It's fruit that's just starting to ripen on the trees, that green sweetness that makes you think about summer before summer actually gets here. There's citrus in there too, the bright kind that wakes everything up. Then the flowers start doing their thing. Soft at first, the pale ones that show up early and smell like they're still deciding whether to be sweet or sophisticated. Then the white ones join in, heavier, the kind that take over whole gardens and make you a little dizzy if you stand too close. But what really gets you is what happens when the sun starts to set. Everything goes golden. Warm. That woodsy sweetness that feels expensive even though it's just air and light and the day ending in the best possible way.