Apples
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A Snug Corner Perfume Oil
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A daytime snooze in an inconvenient location: freshly baked bread, culinary herbs, and cinnamon-steamed apples.
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Apple Cider Marshmallows Hair Gloss
Out of StockThat’s right, we added squished apples to marshmallows in pursuit of maximum squishiness. Give us the Nobel Prize already! You can squish the resulting concoction directly into your hairs: pillowy marshmallow fluff infused with a cidery sparkle.
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Black Ice Sleeper Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe conservation of emotional energy and deep magic to survive the most forbidding winters.
Bittersweet apples encased in ice.
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Champagne and Delirium Perfume Oil
Out of StockA strange ecstasy: champagne-soaked apples, gilded gold roses, and lemon peel.
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On Eating & Drinking Perfume Oil
Add to cartWould that you could live on the fragrance of the earth, and like an air plant be sustained by the light.
But since you must kill to eat, and rob the newly born of its mother’s milk to quench your thirst, let it then be an act of worship,
And let your board stand an altar on which the pure and the innocent of forest and plain are sacrificed for that which is purer and still more innocent in man.
When you kill a beast say to him in your heart,
“By the same power that slays you, I too am slain; and I too shall be consumed. For the law that delivered you into my hand shall deliver me into a mightier hand.
Your blood and my blood is naught but the sap that feeds the tree of heaven.”
And when you crush an apple with your teeth, say to it in your heart,
“Your seeds shall live in my body,
And the buds of your tomorrow shall blossom in my heart,
And your fragrance shall be my breath, And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.”
And in the autumn, when you gather the grapes of your vineyards for the winepress, say in your heart,
“I too am a vineyard, and my fruit shall be gathered for the winepress,
And like new wine I shall be kept in eternal vessels.”
And in winter, when you draw the wine, let there be in your heart a song for each cup;
And let there be in the song a remembrance for the autumn days, and for the vineyard, and for the winepress.
Purple fig, honeyed dates, sweet red wine, and apples.