Un Air d'Apogée Violet / Veolay 2017

Sat in a Finnish sauna, amidst the dry heat and wood, you foolishly open a box of cigars, packed with sage and inhale deeply. The sweet honeyed leaves are parched almost immediately and a fleeting ethereal sweetness greets your nostrils. The scent melds in the arid atmosphere and cloaks you in a veil of tobacco, hay and woods. You glance at the hourglass on the wall and marvel at the rapidity of the change. Sweet but for an instant. Dry forevermore. What a strange olfactive adventure. You close the cigar box and appreciate the peculiar nature of things here.