Our story
Started at a kitchen table in Greenpoint
Harbor & Pine began in 2021 with a thrifted melting pot and one stubborn idea: a candle should smell like a place, not a perfume counter. Every scent starts as a walk — the cedar stairs of a lake house, fig trees behind a Brooklyn brownstone, salt air off the Rockaways.
Four years on, we pour in small batches of forty, still by hand, still in Brooklyn. The kitchen table is bigger now. The idea hasn't changed.
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