Ski lift view over Whitefish Lake from Big Mountain Montana

I Didn’t Realize My Childhood Had a Smell

As we step into 2026, I’m thinking about seasons - not just the kind marked on a calendar, but the seasons of life. This year feels like a new one for me. A season where I’m finally ready to share something I’ve been quietly creating: Seasonal Echoes LLC.

The idea began with a simple realization.

I didn’t realize my childhood had a smell - until the moment I breathed it in again.

When that thought first crossed my mind years ago, I never imagined I would - or even could - bottle a memory. But here I am.

I’ve always been a creative person, and somewhere along the way - spending five or six days a week in a 9-to-5-ish job - I felt that creativity slowly slipping away. I missed making something with my hands. I missed the feeling of creating simply for the joy of it.

I registered the name Seasonal Echoes LLC, I imagined making holiday crafts - small, seasonal pieces tied to specific moments in the year. But the idea sat quietly for a while, waiting for its real purpose to reveal itself.

That purpose became clear about a year later, during a trip to Sedona, Arizona. My husband and I signed up for a candle‑making experience at the resort where we were staying, thinking it would simply be a fun memory to share.

What I didn’t expect was the epiphany that followed.

Candles were the missing piece.

I grew up in Montana until I was twelve, when my dad’s job moved our family to Colorado. We returned for visits and holidays during my teenage years, but it was too soon after moving to truly miss it. Or maybe I was just too young to feel the nostalgia.

It wasn’t until I went back as an adult, nearly thirty years later, that it finally happened.

My husband and I were riding a ski lift in the middle of summer. The sun warmed the trees, the grass, the wildflowers, even the earth beneath us. I closed my eyes and realized I was inhaling the smell of my childhood for the first time in decades.

That moment became the foundation of my Montana collection.

My intention is that these candles bring a little Montana into your home - whether you grew up there, visited once, or simply feel drawn to its landscape and spirit.

Candles became the perfect way to share what my childhood smells like - to pour memory, place, and feeling into something tangible. I realized that scent has the power to unlock memories, not just for me, but for anyone who has traveled there and wished they could take a piece of it home with them.

While I’m still in the testing phase - aligning formulas, vessels, and details - I wanted to pause and introduce myself and share this piece of my journey with you. Every candle I create is hand-poured, and more importantly, heart-poured. Each vessel holds intention, memory, and care.

Montana will always be the first chapter, because it’s my birthplace. But it won’t be the only one.

I am also working on a south Texas line, inspired by husband's childhood and the time we spend together there - another place that has carved out its own piece of my heart.

And beyond that, there are many more seasons of my life waiting to be unlocked.

My hope is that these candles can be enjoyed for yourself or given as gifts - not just as objects, but as experiences. A way to give the gift of a memory to someone you love.

I have so many ideas and visions I’m excited to share. I’ll be asking questions, gathering feedback, and learning as I go. Thank you for being here at the beginning.

Here’s to 2026 - a new season, and the start of many more.

I’m here to help unlock those memories, one season at a time.

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