Artisanal blend · Grounded / outdoorsy
No. 03
Legend Has It
Redwood · Moss · Ember
Somewhere past where the trail gives out, the redwoods close over your head and the light turns green. The ground is soft with a thousand years of needles. Everything is damp, and old, and listening.
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It starts at the forest floor: wet earth, a warm spark of clove, a drop of maple. Pine and vetiver rise through the middle, with patchouli as dark as the shade under a fallen log.
By the end it's all moss and cedar and the last of the campfire, embers glowing and smoke curling up through the branches while someone swears the story is true. The smoke is the finish, never the whole fire.
Light it when it's raining, the lights are low, and somebody's about to say “okay, but this actually happened.”
- Top
- Wet earth, Clove, A drop of maple
- Heart
- Pine, Vetiver, Patchouli
- Base
- Moss, Cedar, Ember smoke