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10
a summer walk
So early on Sunday morning, even the big city is still asleep and invites you to a morning stroll.
But in search of a suitable morning fragrance, I come across "Aria di Capri" and gladly let myself be carried away to this sunny island.
Deep tranquility embraces me; distant is to perceive the gentle roar of the sea, the sun is still mercifully warming and embracing, but not yet so burning hot.
Thus, the path leads first through a citrus plantation, which is not only planted on one side, but hosts a slight jumble of varieties: how beautiful! Thus, the different and yet so related flavors mix with each other in the finest way.
The freshness of the lemon dominates here, of course, immediately; but is muted in a quite elegant way by petitgrain with the slight hint of orange.
It loses its leading role, because the bergamot also wants to play in the triad of fragrances.
This creates an aromatic fresh fragrance structure, which does not scratch or bite, but just flows quietly and beautifully, caressed by the morning sun.
While this fine citrus scent still caresses my senses, I reach strolling a garden: a flower garden, with a slightly peasant touch. Nothing stands neatly in rank and file, everything grows a bit haphazardly - the effect is not only visually intoxicating, it also makes almost breathless, in the face of this abundance of fragrance.
A late mimosa stands here next to the rose geranium: both not exactly sisters in fragrance, but yet amazingly united and mutually respectful. The slightly tart, which both radiate, mixes with the top note of "Aria di Capri" in the most pleasant way.
From the wooden jasmine trellis, the large white flowers greet in abundance. So early in the morning they still contribute a residual scent of the night to the slightly pastoral painting; so really intoxicating strong their aroma is no longer.
The jasmine says here on "the kindest" (as Goethe would certainly say) "Buongiorno" and so embellishes the pleasure I may experience so far.
For this, the many roses do not hold back at all: fully bloomed, although also still after-drunk, they exude their fragrance lavishly.
This could easily topple this fragrance creation; but the other fragrances, which have already sought and found their places here, also show the roses that they have to play along finely in the concert of aromas and here apparently the place of the "first violin" was not occupied at all.
A kind of wilderness adjoins our garden, gently rising: towards the light and the increasing day.
Laurel! Here it grows wild, is vigorous, loud and oily.
Apollo, transformed into a laurel tree, may also join the chorus of fragrances.
He does it a little bulky; which is not surprising: after all, he - Apollo - was turned into a laurel tree by the river god Peneios, because he could not stop pursuing his daughter, the nymph Daphne, in hot love (see Ovid's Metamorphoses). This teaches us to pay special attention to fathers of daughters.
Against this background, it is clear that Lorbeer will never be a cuddly little fellow, but will always want to step out of character a little.
Here he does it by bringing his strong spice into "Aria di Capri"; thus the flattering, gentle of the previous melange of fragrances becomes a bit coarser, yes, actually a bit rustic.
The scent now corresponds to the environment; the walk leads a little over hill and dale, but is still a pure feast for the nose.
The power of the sun is already enough to elicit their special spiciness from the cedars.
This is skillfully inserted into this ambience; also the musk adapts amazingly well.
At first I was skeptical: musk and I - at the moment a "theme in variations".
But Signora Tonatto has succeeded in "Aria di Capri" to mix all fragrance notes in a balanced way.
This creates a fresh, floral and also pleasantly spicy fragrance composition.
Nothing great that makes the world of Parfumisti cry out, but a fine companion that adapts and deepens the joy of the first hours of a summer day.
This is how I feel "Aria di Capri": the freshness of the night still dampens the expected heat, but nature shines already washed and still pure, generously exuding its aromatic fragrances.
"Aria di Capri" is my morning walk today, which leads through the distant ringing of church bells towards breakfast on a delightfully southern-looking terrace shaded by a pergola overgrown with vine leaves.
Now it's time to meet this day - and enjoy what has already been enjoyed.
Good morning, fragrance world! Good morning, perfumisti!
"Buongiorno Santa Domenica!"
But in search of a suitable morning fragrance, I come across "Aria di Capri" and gladly let myself be carried away to this sunny island.
Deep tranquility embraces me; distant is to perceive the gentle roar of the sea, the sun is still mercifully warming and embracing, but not yet so burning hot.
Thus, the path leads first through a citrus plantation, which is not only planted on one side, but hosts a slight jumble of varieties: how beautiful! Thus, the different and yet so related flavors mix with each other in the finest way.
The freshness of the lemon dominates here, of course, immediately; but is muted in a quite elegant way by petitgrain with the slight hint of orange.
It loses its leading role, because the bergamot also wants to play in the triad of fragrances.
This creates an aromatic fresh fragrance structure, which does not scratch or bite, but just flows quietly and beautifully, caressed by the morning sun.
While this fine citrus scent still caresses my senses, I reach strolling a garden: a flower garden, with a slightly peasant touch. Nothing stands neatly in rank and file, everything grows a bit haphazardly - the effect is not only visually intoxicating, it also makes almost breathless, in the face of this abundance of fragrance.
A late mimosa stands here next to the rose geranium: both not exactly sisters in fragrance, but yet amazingly united and mutually respectful. The slightly tart, which both radiate, mixes with the top note of "Aria di Capri" in the most pleasant way.
From the wooden jasmine trellis, the large white flowers greet in abundance. So early in the morning they still contribute a residual scent of the night to the slightly pastoral painting; so really intoxicating strong their aroma is no longer.
The jasmine says here on "the kindest" (as Goethe would certainly say) "Buongiorno" and so embellishes the pleasure I may experience so far.
For this, the many roses do not hold back at all: fully bloomed, although also still after-drunk, they exude their fragrance lavishly.
This could easily topple this fragrance creation; but the other fragrances, which have already sought and found their places here, also show the roses that they have to play along finely in the concert of aromas and here apparently the place of the "first violin" was not occupied at all.
A kind of wilderness adjoins our garden, gently rising: towards the light and the increasing day.
Laurel! Here it grows wild, is vigorous, loud and oily.
Apollo, transformed into a laurel tree, may also join the chorus of fragrances.
He does it a little bulky; which is not surprising: after all, he - Apollo - was turned into a laurel tree by the river god Peneios, because he could not stop pursuing his daughter, the nymph Daphne, in hot love (see Ovid's Metamorphoses). This teaches us to pay special attention to fathers of daughters.
Against this background, it is clear that Lorbeer will never be a cuddly little fellow, but will always want to step out of character a little.
Here he does it by bringing his strong spice into "Aria di Capri"; thus the flattering, gentle of the previous melange of fragrances becomes a bit coarser, yes, actually a bit rustic.
The scent now corresponds to the environment; the walk leads a little over hill and dale, but is still a pure feast for the nose.
The power of the sun is already enough to elicit their special spiciness from the cedars.
This is skillfully inserted into this ambience; also the musk adapts amazingly well.
At first I was skeptical: musk and I - at the moment a "theme in variations".
But Signora Tonatto has succeeded in "Aria di Capri" to mix all fragrance notes in a balanced way.
This creates a fresh, floral and also pleasantly spicy fragrance composition.
Nothing great that makes the world of Parfumisti cry out, but a fine companion that adapts and deepens the joy of the first hours of a summer day.
This is how I feel "Aria di Capri": the freshness of the night still dampens the expected heat, but nature shines already washed and still pure, generously exuding its aromatic fragrances.
"Aria di Capri" is my morning walk today, which leads through the distant ringing of church bells towards breakfast on a delightfully southern-looking terrace shaded by a pergola overgrown with vine leaves.
Now it's time to meet this day - and enjoy what has already been enjoyed.
Good morning, fragrance world! Good morning, perfumisti!
"Buongiorno Santa Domenica!"
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