Fathom V

First a flower shop – almost too real, too close. Lush green, crushed stems, wet soil beneath the fingers. Then everything grows quiet. Only petrichor remains, cool and clear, like a memory of something that is already over. In the end: a wet grave on the coast. A bouquet of lilies on top.

Winter in Berlin can become a challenge, especially when it lasts too long. Everywhere there is a longing for light and warmth and the grassy, herbal, spicy, and floral notes that spring and summer bring. This fragrance seems to be created to satisfy such longings. It is as if you were standing in a blooming meadow next to a forest. Wonderful!

Difficult for me. Smells like flowers that have been in the vase for too long. However, I can understand if this fragrance fascinates others.