The first batches were poured in our kitchen. The labels were printed on kraft paper and hand-applied. The photos were taken on our living room coffee table, styled with whatever we had around: a fern, a wood slice, some dried botanicals we had been saving for no particular reason.
We spent so many nights wrestling with the Cricut machine, reloading the mat, adjusting the cut settings, peeling labels that were not quite right. We did not have a website. We did not have a strategy. We had a recipe we believed in, a logo of a little cabin, and the kind of excitement that makes you pour wax at midnight just to see how it sets.