Dry Leaves | Earth | Smoke
Crisp Fall Air | Humus
Eleven captures the quiet gravity of late autumn—when the trees stand bare against a pale sky, and the ground softens beneath a carpet of fading gold. The air is cool, edged with woodsmoke and the scent of damp soil turned by fallen leaves.
Named for the eleventh month, this candle is a meditation on transience: the world between harvest and frost, warmth and silence. It’s the moment just before winter arrives—when time itself seems to hold its breath.
Light Eleven to summon the calm of the season’s end: earthy, smoky, and deeply still.
14 oz , 8 oz, and Incense
Dry Leaves | Earth | Smoke
Crisp Fall Air | Humus
Eleven captures the quiet gravity of late autumn—when the trees stand bare against a pale sky, and the ground softens beneath a carpet of fading gold. The air is cool, edged with woodsmoke and the scent of damp soil turned by fallen leaves.
Named for the eleventh month, this candle is a meditation on transience: the world between harvest and frost, warmth and silence. It’s the moment just before winter arrives—when time itself seems to hold its breath.
Light Eleven to summon the calm of the season’s end: earthy, smoky, and deeply still.
14 oz , 8 oz, and Incense