Was it the memory of my father's aftershave Aqua Velva? The patchouli, frankincense and myrrh blend of a magic shop filled with polished stones and gemstones? Perhaps, the sweet basil I grew on my kitchen windowsill and blended into bright green sauces?
I did like the phrase, "bramble on the nose," but not as much the wine scent that went with it.
No, the scent of the year goes to: WARM PINE AT DUSK that rose from the end of a very steep hiking trail on a long summer day spent in the mountains with friends.
What is this? My Year in Review.
I did like the phrase, "bramble on the nose," but not as much the wine scent that went with it.
No, the scent of the year goes to: WARM PINE AT DUSK that rose from the end of a very steep hiking trail on a long summer day spent in the mountains with friends.
What is this? My Year in Review.
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