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Serenissima
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Serenissima
the light becomes softer, golden
Our swifts are already gone. In the last weeks they were very anxious to teach the boys, who hatched only this year, how to fly: this didn't happen without a lot of excited chirping from the whole Mauersegler family and also a little excitement on my part.
Not quite "ready to land" yet," the small claws always scratched the fresh aluminium attic of the roof to find support. Luckily the little guys managed to land again and again.
Now all that remains is to wish them a safe journey!
And of course to wait for the coming year, the end of May.
The late summer sneaks in on quiet soles; in the morning it is dark longer: the nights become cooler again. After this summer a welcome encore.
Even here in the city many things are slowly turning brown, red and golden. The wine on the old buildings begins to blush and also the firm big sunflowers on the farm reminded me this morning already of Erich Kästner's "August":
"Sunflowers, lush, blond and brown,
with veils on his face, looking like a woman,
who make a trip to the capital."
Where do you like to travel?
There is no denying it: a slight touch of transience is palpable.
Not only in nature, but also with me: the slightly autumnal melancholy comes from time to time - often for no reason at all, and even the skin feels thinner!
It's time to make the evenings and clothing a little cosy and warm: candles, a light blanket and scent!
So "Honey Oud" from "Hofparfumer" Floris is most welcome to me, who may call "Perfumer to HM The Queen Elizabeth II".
This interesting company story is also told by Bettina de Cosnac in the book "Parfum Frauen in der Welt der Frafte" (Perfume Women in the World of Fragrances), which I have mentioned so often.
(By the way, she is also a Berliner who is married to a French count and now lives near Paris.
Her visit to the local French grammar school opened the right way for her.)
The mere colour of the liquid in this noble bottle creates a feeling of pleasant warmth.
The golden honey, here nourished very special by the flora of the not exactly squeamish island climate, is very welcome in its spice.
Bergamot provides a classic antithesis to the creamy honey note, before it continues slightly rustic, even pastoral.
A strong breath of English country air pervades this so far civilized creature - amazing and yet extremely interesting.
A rose garden shares Patchouli's sensual glow with the task of smoothing out our somewhat frightened sensations and bringing them into a beautiful harmonious flow.
This course of the fragrance should be enjoyed sensitively, because for the base note the Royal Perfumers have come up with some special fragrances.
Labdanum: what would these "creators of fragrances" do without the spicy resin of cistus? The scent world would be a little emptier without this resistant plant; maybe even more boring?
In "Honey Oud" now Labdanum and Amber meet; the already golden honey scent sparkles!
Musk and vanilla, both quite idiosyncratic, but add a wonderful warmth here:
You close a fragrance circle skillfully, which receives at the end once again a slightly animal touch!
So this balsamic English fragrance wonder is not only noble and warm, rustic and fragrant: it is also surprisingly sensual!
A sensuality that I would not have expected from the "cool English" to serve a cliché.
Here they probably grabbed one of the treasure chests, which the old seafarers still brought from far away.
One remembered the mysterious abundance of the Orient!
The pleasant and protective warmth that "Honey Oud" gives me accompanies me for a few hours with a beautiful fragrance. The temptation to spray is quite big anyway: what you get here is already a real "nose flatterer"!
A suitable companion for the late summer and early autumn I have probably found with this smell.
So it only remains to say with Rainer Maria Rilke:
"Lord, it's time! The summer was very big..."
Not quite "ready to land" yet," the small claws always scratched the fresh aluminium attic of the roof to find support. Luckily the little guys managed to land again and again.
Now all that remains is to wish them a safe journey!
And of course to wait for the coming year, the end of May.
The late summer sneaks in on quiet soles; in the morning it is dark longer: the nights become cooler again. After this summer a welcome encore.
Even here in the city many things are slowly turning brown, red and golden. The wine on the old buildings begins to blush and also the firm big sunflowers on the farm reminded me this morning already of Erich Kästner's "August":
"Sunflowers, lush, blond and brown,
with veils on his face, looking like a woman,
who make a trip to the capital."
Where do you like to travel?
There is no denying it: a slight touch of transience is palpable.
Not only in nature, but also with me: the slightly autumnal melancholy comes from time to time - often for no reason at all, and even the skin feels thinner!
It's time to make the evenings and clothing a little cosy and warm: candles, a light blanket and scent!
So "Honey Oud" from "Hofparfumer" Floris is most welcome to me, who may call "Perfumer to HM The Queen Elizabeth II".
This interesting company story is also told by Bettina de Cosnac in the book "Parfum Frauen in der Welt der Frafte" (Perfume Women in the World of Fragrances), which I have mentioned so often.
(By the way, she is also a Berliner who is married to a French count and now lives near Paris.
Her visit to the local French grammar school opened the right way for her.)
The mere colour of the liquid in this noble bottle creates a feeling of pleasant warmth.
The golden honey, here nourished very special by the flora of the not exactly squeamish island climate, is very welcome in its spice.
Bergamot provides a classic antithesis to the creamy honey note, before it continues slightly rustic, even pastoral.
A strong breath of English country air pervades this so far civilized creature - amazing and yet extremely interesting.
A rose garden shares Patchouli's sensual glow with the task of smoothing out our somewhat frightened sensations and bringing them into a beautiful harmonious flow.
This course of the fragrance should be enjoyed sensitively, because for the base note the Royal Perfumers have come up with some special fragrances.
Labdanum: what would these "creators of fragrances" do without the spicy resin of cistus? The scent world would be a little emptier without this resistant plant; maybe even more boring?
In "Honey Oud" now Labdanum and Amber meet; the already golden honey scent sparkles!
Musk and vanilla, both quite idiosyncratic, but add a wonderful warmth here:
You close a fragrance circle skillfully, which receives at the end once again a slightly animal touch!
So this balsamic English fragrance wonder is not only noble and warm, rustic and fragrant: it is also surprisingly sensual!
A sensuality that I would not have expected from the "cool English" to serve a cliché.
Here they probably grabbed one of the treasure chests, which the old seafarers still brought from far away.
One remembered the mysterious abundance of the Orient!
The pleasant and protective warmth that "Honey Oud" gives me accompanies me for a few hours with a beautiful fragrance. The temptation to spray is quite big anyway: what you get here is already a real "nose flatterer"!
A suitable companion for the late summer and early autumn I have probably found with this smell.
So it only remains to say with Rainer Maria Rilke:
"Lord, it's time! The summer was very big..."
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