Love Engelsrufer 2016

Yesterday, my husband discovered three Engelsrufer fragrances at D in the bottom shelf.

With Love, Luna, and Love.

Who had banished these beautiful fragrances to the sidelines?

Even my husband was outraged, as he enjoys perceiving With Love on me.

I am torn between Luna and Love.

It's difficult to decide, as both fragrances are attractive in their own way.
Here the silver full moon on a starry night - there a flower meadow in broad daylight.

Bright jasmine and fresh lily of the valley are softly powdered by iris.
Yet Love does not lose its lightness.

Sandalwood embraces familiar, and cedar gently supports the fragrance with a smoky touch.

Sighing, I place Love back on the shelf and take Luna to the checkout.

Then my husband comes rushing in with the pink little box and says: You can't leave love here!
How right he is.

I think of Erich Fried:

What it is

It is nonsense
says reason
It is what it is
says love

It is misfortune
says calculation
It is nothing but pain
says fear
It is hopeless
says insight
It is what it is
says love

It is ridiculous
says pride
It is reckless
says caution
It is impossible
says experience
It is what it is
says love