The corner of the tablecloth lightly flutters in the warm summer breeze. The guests will be here soon. Eagerly awaited, not seen for a long time. To celebrate summer in the way only you know. Darkness falls and the candles are lit on the table in the garden. The flame is cradled by emerald green glass that once held the most aromatic wine. Now it encases a candle with a story of dizzy summer romance, velvety green leaves and plump rose buds. A year will pass and nothing will have changed. You will arrange fresh flowers in the empty candle glasses and around the table will sit the same company, slightly more beautiful.