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On Fridays, we wear black: sugared patchouli, nag champa, black leather, and clove.
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As they are,
Things are fine,
Sweeping fallen leaves.
– Santoka
Label artwork: Sakai Hoitsu
The blissful contentment of committing to exist in the moment: white sandalwood smoke, hinoki, white tea, and falling leaves.
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
Ay, thou art welcome, heaven’s delicious breath!
When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf,
And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief
And the year smiles as it draws near its death.
Wind of the sunny south! oh, still delay
In the gay woods and in the golden air,
Like to a good old age released from care,
Journeying, in long serenity, away.
In such a bright, late quiet, would that I
Might wear out life like thee, ‘mid bowers and brooks
And dearer yet, the sunshine of kind looks,
And music of kind voices ever nigh;
And when my last sand twinkled in the glass,
Pass silently from men, as thou dost pass.
– William Cullen Bryant
Dry, cold autumn wind. A rustle of red leaves, a touch of smoke and sap in the air.
Goat’s milk, marshmallow, vanilla cashmere, honey dust, and white chocolate.
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