When I was young, my dear mother liked to burn bayberry candles on Christmas Eve. She told me that it was good luck to let them burn all the way down.
I recently learned that this tradition has colonial American roots and that there is a poem, with some variations, that usually ends... "a bayberry candle burned to the socket, will bring joy to the heart and gold to the pocket."
This year, we burned our candles for Christmas Eve dinner and then through the night. My daughter was up late watching them burn. She gave me 'permission' to use her Instagram photo.
All that was left in the morning was a bit of blackened wick in each holder. I think that we are in luck.
Wishing for the same light, love, and luck, to you and yours!