An enchanted garden of floral delights scents the summer air and enraptures indolent dreamers...
Far from the stale, stagnant air of the city there is a garden of floral and herbal delights, of woods and spices that scent the summer air and give indolent dreamers beautiful dreams. This is a garden filled with the purest of earthly delights, a garden where small animals appear and disappear, a garden where lovers meet and pass uncounted hours together as songbirds enchant with their melodious cries. This is a garden of dreams where anything can be become possible. A garden where struggle and strife do not exist. A garden of eternal love and happiness. A garden now recreated in a fragrance that captures its earthy yet ethereal scent. Let the scent of Summer Air bring you to this enchanted garden to dream the indolent dreamer's dreams, the lover's rapturous moments together, the mellifluent song of the small, feathered birds, calling to silent animals with bright, black, attentive eyes. Daylight fades and the soft and brilliant colors of the flowers turn to monochromes in the calm moonlight. The cooling evening breeze picks up the scent of Summer Air and gently carries it through open windows into darkened rooms where sleeping lovers breath in its beauty and are enraptured even in slumber as they dream beautiful summer dreams throughout the warm, sweet summer night.
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Lester Frogge comments:
This one is mine! How could I NOT love it! Every whiff of it brings me home — home sweet home — home and family. The pond by the garden. Our distant kin, the toads. It's all there in Summer Air perfume. I just love it! Mostly I love the strong scent of clove mingled with various exotic woods and spices and that spicy aroma just lingers and lingers.
I know some of the woody aromas are from "far away" but we've had them in our garden. In "perfume talk" there is a strong top note of clove and spices which evolves into a heart note which picks up hints of lily of the valley and ylang ylang. The dry down — base note — is sandalwood, vetiver and musk.
Yes, it's country — my country where I can dream of getting a kiss from a beautiful maiden who hopes I'll turn into a handsome (human) prince. Just think how that would upset my mother! But she doesn't have to worry. Frogs dream beautiful dreams but they are only dreams. It's just the Summer Air.
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