As the rush of fulfilling holiday orders around the shop subsides, the time to breathe gives Tuka and I a chance to consider what’s here, tidy up, and think about new products and uses for things that may not have fit the holidays. I have a shelf full of these rough and tumble rustic logs that are just wonderful pieces of Maine, but don’t quite fit the bill for “Christmas pristine magic” but they DO fit the bill for pagan altar magic or camp and cabin getaway ambiance. These rustic log candle holders are rough around the edges. They’ve seen rough winters, hot summers, and the rigors of the Maine…