Falling Trees Régime des Fleurs 2016

The fire has long since gone out. The place where it burned is shrouded in peaceful early morning mist. The silence is almost audible. Autumn is already in the air, but the moss on the ground is still warm. Deep dark green it clings to the earth during the day, while tiny dew drops dance on it in the morning. The old oak offers a dry embrace. Under its caring arms, you find protection and comfort.
Juniper-smoky voices whisper gentle reassurances.
Herb-sweet resins bathe the fading scenery in a soft brown hue.
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Falling Trees opens with a cool, dry dance of juniper and incense, quiet and meditative. Just as softly, other resins, tree moss, and oak aromas join in, with a hint of sweetness from benzoin. But really just a hint. I mostly experience the scent as floating-smoky-woody, rather herbaceous, with an almost linear progression. For me, it is the first smoky fragrance with a slightly burnt note that comes across so delicately, as if only a faint memory of a campfire lingers in the air - or perhaps in the hair. Somewhere in the periphery. The image of an old, calm, and cozy protective forest comes to mind. Not gloomy, rather gray-golden.

On an American retailer's website, there is a reference to a quote by Peter Wohlleben, a forester and author who has long been engaged with the secrets and wonders of the forest and advocates for ecologically and economically sustainable forestry. Since I am not familiar with the exact text, I allow myself to quote an excerpt from a book description:

“Amazing things happen in the forest: Trees that communicate with each other. Trees that lovingly care for and nurture their offspring, as well as old and sick neighbors. Trees that have sensations, feelings, a memory.” (The Hidden Life of Trees, Peter Wohlleben)

Falling Trees is like an invitation to partake in this. A random 10 for me.

With heartfelt thanks to Vinyldates.