"This is an autobiographical fragrance based on memories from my early childhood, when I experienced trees ‘speaking to me’.
The first time was when I was 4 years old and slept outdoors in a pine grove with my pre-school camp class. The smell of the trees, lying on the fallen needles, and hearing the whisperings above my head are synonymous and intertwined in my consciousness.
Not much later I started smelling / hearing a siren-song which to this day stops me in my tracks. In a black-dark thicket of trees that grows near a riverbank in my home town, the scent of sycamores wafted in the humid air, starting in mid-summer. It was years before I found out what this ‘aromatic experience’ was and it is still a cherished moment when I smell (and hear) that beauty in the air.
As far back as I can remember I have loved the scent of pine needles, the early days of Autumn with soft rains and fallen maple leaves, balsams on the poplar trees, and the scent of dry amber stuck to the bark of conifers, warmed by the sun. For me, this fragrance is pure pleasure…the embodiment of ‘the talking trees’." -- Dawn Spencer Horowitz
Notes: lavender, neroli, antique piñon, pine amber, pine sap, poplar bud, sycamore, balsam fir, amber, muhuhu, oppopanax, virginia cedar, labdanum
**Bottle pictured is not of The Voices of the Trees but another DSH scent of similar color**