🧙🏻‍♂️ The Wanderer’s Find

🧙🏻‍♂️ The Wanderer's Find

🧙🏻‍♂️ Well... look who finally wandered home.

I hadn't seen the old fool in a while.

I'd heard rumors.

A sighting here.

A strange encounter there.

But honestly, I figured wherever he'd wandered off to had become somebody else's problem. 😂

Then early this morning...

clack... clack... clack...

I knew that sound.

The door opened and there he stood.

Dusty boots. Battered hat. Staff in one hand.

And that damn look on his face that tells me I'm about to have more work to do.

"Well, look who decided to come home."

He dropped into his chair.

"I've been visiting your Tribe, Candle Man."

"Oh God. Who did you bother?"

He smiled.

"Started out west."

Apparently the old bastard made it all the way to California, where he spent some time around Barking Dog Candles.

"She's got a good fire burning out there."

From there he headed east to Texas and stopped in at Mystic Moon Apothecary.

"Interesting place. Lots to see. I may have stayed awhile."

"Of course you did."

Then somehow he found his way clear across the country to Rhode Island and The Crow's Lantern.

"You'd like that one, Candle Man."

"I already do."

And eventually he started working his way south again, stopping in Jacksonville to visit Jade's Crystals and Fifth Gate Mystic.

I just stared at him.

"You've been busy."

"So have they."

For once, he got quiet.

Then he looked around my Woodshed.

"You know something, Candle Man?"

"I'm sure you're about to tell me."

He ignored that.

"Everywhere I went was different. Different people. Different things being made. Different stories."

He leaned his staff against the bench.

"But they all had something in common."

"What's that?"

"They care about what they're putting into the world."

❤️

Okay...

I'll admit it.

The old fool got me with that one.

Then he reached into his pack and started putting things on my workbench.

One.

Two.

Three.

Fragrance oils.

🤦🏻‍♂️

"No."

"What?"

"I KNOW that look."

He smiled.

"Picked up a few ideas on the road."

"Of course you did."

"Three candles."

"Here we go..."

"Different fragrances. Put them together as one Find."

"And what are you planning on charging for these?"

He packed his pipe like he'd been thinking about it the entire trip.

"Twenty-eight ninety-nine."

"THREE full-size candles for $28.99?"

He shrugged.

"Candle Man..."

"What?"

"I've traveled across the whole damn country. Surely you can walk across the Woodshed and melt some wax."

🤦🏻‍♂️😂😂😂

And just like that...

he's home.

So apparently there is a new Wanderer's Find coming.

🕯️ Three handcrafted 8 oz soy candles
🌲 Three different mystery fragrances
🧙🏻‍♂️ $28.99

No choosing.

No clues.

Just three ideas the old Wanderer apparently brought home from the road...

and a Candle Man who's been informed that he has work to do.

Welcome back, old fool. ❤️

Although judging by that look on his face...

I have a feeling the candles aren't his only idea.

🧙🏻‍♂️🌲🔥