Full moon lights seem to reveal scheming faces. From the otherworld, eucalyptus shadows flit along ethereal strings of sharp herbs like sage leaves into the nettles. A flickering hiss. Bengal flames in the treetops of the lonely Joshua tree somewhere in the cold of the night desert. Bright voices in the green mists, which slowly smolder in the mint dust of the earth in tobacco-yellowed vanilla-white books. I seem to have found a grimoire between moss-covered walls.
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Abby Hinsman handcrafts her botanical fragrances. Most of the materials she either grows herself or harvests in her two-and-a-half-acre forest in Vermont. Accordingly, both her scents and delivery times vary, as she only produces very small batches.
"Grimoire" (a spellbook with magical knowledge) strongly reminds me of Abby's "Joshua Tree" with its blend of sage, herbs, resins, and minty patchouli. From the very beginning, bright green-spicy, herbaceous-sharp sage is dominant. However, eucalyptus and camphor make it seem even more ethereal here, before the heart gradually shifts the impression towards moss with initially citrusy elemi resins and minty-earthy patchouli, a moss that initially drifts in a resinous fog, which gradually softens the sharpness with brownish soft tobacco notes and delicate vanilla aromas, without entirely losing the ethereal green overtones. The magic lingers moderately for several hours.
Full moon nights in the California deserts must be enchanting. I visited Joshua Tree Park during the day once - thank you! You've brought back a memory for me. The scent might be a bit too ethereal for me, but it seems to create wonderful imagery.
I definitely spent a few minutes picturing the second sentence and realized that the magic works even when you just hear the formula read out loud. Floyd's faun magic ;)
Thanks for the beautiful pictures!
The moss magic enchanted me too.
Now I'm even more excited to flip through it...
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