MIDSUMMER

A stuffy Sunday in mid-May.
A sweet and sour smell of rhubard overpowers your senses.
And then, its verdant aroma starts to intensify. The smell of pepper flares up and heats the air even more, bringing with it the feel of summer.
The air changes. It seems as though moss is growing somewhere nearby, confidently dominated by the smell of fresh, mature floral notes.
The bright sun makes the air dry and powdery amber makes you want to go see the pine forest.
The sunset is on the horizon.
The light smoke of the incense, cool ground, woody greenery and soft skin is inviting you to say goodbye to another summer.
In its place now stands a warm September day.

“…perfume that bathes in milk and seizes the day”