It didn't matter which corner you looked at, there was some little surprise in this house of THINGS and one of them was this little iron caste mouse candle holder. Love how the tail is a handle. I feel 6 years old when I look at it and imagine it can talk. Floating on a leaf, with the gentle waters rippling below and the mesmerizing flicker and glow of a candle. There is something nice, something healing, about those quiet moments and lost in one's imagination.