07/14/2021

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Fragrances in the secret garden of the Seraglio
The enclosed portion of the seraglio consists not only of the pavilions, loosely strung together, with their richly furnished chambers, but also of large gardens, with a great variety of water-arts, which refresh the air, and at the same time afford beautiful and entertaining diversions.
Now, in the early hours of the evening, life returned; in the hot hours of the afternoon there was rest; the women usually camped by the great water-beckers within, and amused themselves in their own way: with needlework, playing music, or simply chatting.
So slowly, too, the cooling winds from the distant snow-capped peaks of the mountains are awakening; bringing coolness and thus life.
So here and there a curtain is already being pushed aside; the voices of the women grow louder and livelier, and the first of them appear in the garden, lightly yet splendidly dressed.
There they experience the recurring explosion of fragrance of a late afternoon:
The large planters of delicious fruit standing in the shelter and the front of the shady porticoes now exhale their fresh fruity aromas as evening approaches.
Plump peaches in velvety skins smell ripe and sweet, while tangerines and large grapefruit are fresh, already announcing the joy they will spread as an ingredient in cool drinks and food.
A small grove of apple and pear trees are also already bearing fruit, some already overripe, playing their part in the fruity concert of scents that impregnates the air and is made so alive by the water features.
The columns and pillars of the arcades are densely overgrown with large-flowered white jasmine.
Whose hour of sensual fragrance unfolding has now come, and it is not left waiting either.
Noble orchids, also not stingy with their heavy, sweet, vanilla-like gifts of fragrance, hang in large baskets.
Various fountains are bordered by rose borders; not only is the proud long-stemmed queen to be found here, but the smaller delicately coloured scented roses also make an intensely fragrant display.
Some of the paths covered with white gravel are bordered by half-high hedges of bushes of the rose geranium. Not only does its somewhat austere scent fit very well into the ensemble; it also drives away the small vermin flying about at night.
In the meantime, all the young women have come out of their chambers in their veil-like robes and sumptuously hung with jewellery; like little colourful glittering birds, they chirp and chirp, bringing life to the garden.
The wide French windows of the rooms are wide open; the cooler wind, which has now also arrived, plays with the light curtains; it invites them to dance!
From within, heavy precious wafts of fragrance from the precious oils and woods and resins burned for room fragrance flow into the garden.
Thus the aromatic and juicy freshness of the fruits, the blossom beauty of the flowers and aromatic-spicy hedges marry with the scents of the spices from the various chambers.
The colors of the garden compete with the precious and colorful garments of the young women fluttering about, playing tag on the paths.
All this is reflected in the surfaces of the pools of water, and makes the drops of many a fountain shine like little coloured crystals.
Somewhat put off by Geli's execution, I sprayed "Wisal Dhahab" by Ajmal timidly at first. I was not at all sure what to expect.
I was all the more amazed when this garden of a seraglio from 1,001 nights evolved from all these fragrances into a colorful and vibrant scent.
Before I wrote, I treated myself to a few noses full of fragrance and so it was easy for me to enter this enclosed area of the impressive palace and feel good at the cheerful hustle and bustle in fruity-floral and oriental resinous-woody atmosphere.
Obviously, "Wisal Dhahab" is a fragrance creature with its own ideas about how it wants to develop and with whom.
I think it's wonderful and am now almost expecting to be offered some of the sweet sticky treats before the next tale is told.
To this end, I am already comfortably reclining on large soft pillows that are suddenly everywhere.
A while I will still enjoy "Wisal Dhahab".
Now, in the early hours of the evening, life returned; in the hot hours of the afternoon there was rest; the women usually camped by the great water-beckers within, and amused themselves in their own way: with needlework, playing music, or simply chatting.
So slowly, too, the cooling winds from the distant snow-capped peaks of the mountains are awakening; bringing coolness and thus life.
So here and there a curtain is already being pushed aside; the voices of the women grow louder and livelier, and the first of them appear in the garden, lightly yet splendidly dressed.
There they experience the recurring explosion of fragrance of a late afternoon:
The large planters of delicious fruit standing in the shelter and the front of the shady porticoes now exhale their fresh fruity aromas as evening approaches.
Plump peaches in velvety skins smell ripe and sweet, while tangerines and large grapefruit are fresh, already announcing the joy they will spread as an ingredient in cool drinks and food.
A small grove of apple and pear trees are also already bearing fruit, some already overripe, playing their part in the fruity concert of scents that impregnates the air and is made so alive by the water features.
The columns and pillars of the arcades are densely overgrown with large-flowered white jasmine.
Whose hour of sensual fragrance unfolding has now come, and it is not left waiting either.
Noble orchids, also not stingy with their heavy, sweet, vanilla-like gifts of fragrance, hang in large baskets.
Various fountains are bordered by rose borders; not only is the proud long-stemmed queen to be found here, but the smaller delicately coloured scented roses also make an intensely fragrant display.
Some of the paths covered with white gravel are bordered by half-high hedges of bushes of the rose geranium. Not only does its somewhat austere scent fit very well into the ensemble; it also drives away the small vermin flying about at night.
In the meantime, all the young women have come out of their chambers in their veil-like robes and sumptuously hung with jewellery; like little colourful glittering birds, they chirp and chirp, bringing life to the garden.
The wide French windows of the rooms are wide open; the cooler wind, which has now also arrived, plays with the light curtains; it invites them to dance!
From within, heavy precious wafts of fragrance from the precious oils and woods and resins burned for room fragrance flow into the garden.
Thus the aromatic and juicy freshness of the fruits, the blossom beauty of the flowers and aromatic-spicy hedges marry with the scents of the spices from the various chambers.
The colors of the garden compete with the precious and colorful garments of the young women fluttering about, playing tag on the paths.
All this is reflected in the surfaces of the pools of water, and makes the drops of many a fountain shine like little coloured crystals.
Somewhat put off by Geli's execution, I sprayed "Wisal Dhahab" by Ajmal timidly at first. I was not at all sure what to expect.
I was all the more amazed when this garden of a seraglio from 1,001 nights evolved from all these fragrances into a colorful and vibrant scent.
Before I wrote, I treated myself to a few noses full of fragrance and so it was easy for me to enter this enclosed area of the impressive palace and feel good at the cheerful hustle and bustle in fruity-floral and oriental resinous-woody atmosphere.
Obviously, "Wisal Dhahab" is a fragrance creature with its own ideas about how it wants to develop and with whom.
I think it's wonderful and am now almost expecting to be offered some of the sweet sticky treats before the next tale is told.
To this end, I am already comfortably reclining on large soft pillows that are suddenly everywhere.
A while I will still enjoy "Wisal Dhahab".
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