Leaves

  • A Winter’s Scene with Skaters near a Castle

    A Winter’s Scene with Skaters Near a Castle Perfume Oil

    Hendrick Avercamp
    Snow-covered stroopwafels, ice-rimed brown leaves, and a swish of boot leather.

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  • All Souls’ Day (Hedwig Cemetery)

    All Souls’ Day (Hedwig Cemetery) Perfume Oil

    Franz Skarbina
    Ancient cypresses surrounding clusters of purple hyacinth, fallen leaves, and crosses crafted from white roses. A splash of rosewater, an immortelle hung on a tear-streaked marble tomb, nightshade berries, smoked lilac, warm beeswax, and a snuffed candle.

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  • Down the Rabbit Hole Home & Linen Spray

    Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed; it was labelled `ORANGE MARMALADE’, but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear of killing somebody, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.

    Daisies and dirt with a hint of orange marmalade, dry leaves, and crunchy old sticks.

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  • PUMPKIN TRASH BAG

    Pumpkin Trash Bag Perfume Oil

    A crinkly, crunchy, cartoony jack-o-lantern scent, stuffed full of leaves and eager to please: orange blossom, blood orange, and orange hard candy with pumpkin pulp and smushed leaves.

    Art by Ashton Hansen

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  • swarmageddon

    Swarmageddon Perfume Oil

    The cry of the cicada

    Gives us no sign

    That presently they will die

    – Matsuo Bashō, translated by William George Aston

     

    This year, the forests of the eastern United States will be abuzz (pun intended) with the concurrent emergence of two separate broods, the 17-year-old Brood XIII and 13-year-old Brood XIX. A cicada extravaganza like this one hasn’t been seen since 1803!

     

    A scent fit for a Swarmageddon: soft, dark soil, black pepper, tonka bean, decaying leaves, licorice root, ambrette seed, sweet vetiver, bourbon vanilla, oakmoss, brown labdanum, elm bark, vegetable leather, clary sage, 13-year aged patchouli, 17-year aged patchouli, and two bright red specs of dragon’s blood resin.

     

    Art: Kingfisher, Cicada, and Willow Tree, Qing Dynasty, China

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