“It’s been four seasons since my last confession” – Anonymous
The bloom of spring, the winter chill, the summer sun and the autumn wind can only be experienced by those who have become one with it.
The garden is all we know and here we shall remain.
Crisp morning dew through fragrance, Confessions of a Garden Gnome captures four seasons in one day. A composition in transparency, delicate cedarwoodwashed in muskis moved with a breeze of Sicilian bergamot, coriander, exotic yuzu, and the fruity-rose inflections of pink peppercorn. This chord carries a verdant springtime sonata of lily-of-the-valley, enlivened with pulpy sweet mangoand unexpected hums of sheer rose and striking violet leaf. For counterpoint, the salty air of ambergrisand amber charge this woody floral.