Making ready for their great exodus, a noisy gaggle of geese are in constant flight up and down the estuary.
A fitting soundtrack to my September.
An odd thing for a perfumer to note, but our senses are so intrinsically linked and right now I’ve a lot of background noise in all senses.
Sound keeps me in the here and now, scent takes me back and forth.
As I grapple with my first born flying the nest I acknowledge more than ever the importance of scent memories.