a well-timed smell
Feb. 10th, 2025 03:45 pmA princely gift today in the mail. Precisely a gift for princes -- rare and ancient perfumes, which is to say a huge de-stash of Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab (and other perfumiers) from ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
elusis.
Envelope after envelope pulled out of the big black packet like rabbits out of a hat, or hats out of a hat, wherein huddle dozens of curiously fragrant brown hares. And some of the coveted blue bottles, buzzing with antiquity. And a smell of rose so nostalgic I seem to remember a past life.
And one of those kits of individual notes for mixing, and a bottle to mix them in.
Thank you! it's a pretty incredible gift, and so far there's little or no overlap that I've noticed with my own accumulations.
The package was standing up against the door of the beautiful shed when I poked my head out, mole-like, at 3:15, having spent the day in bed due to post-vaccination fever and chills. By then I felt much better, and now I have a whole alchemist's shop to wander through.
It's a perfect bright clear day, but cold, so that even with both the oil heater and the baseboards on, it's been difficult to keep the beautiful shed at 19° C.
How can I describe this bright blue sky so that you see it more vividly than any other bright blue sky you've ever seen or I have ever described, which is a great many, I hope, on both sides? Well, it is like an early and surprised visit from a god of late summer, Lugh, say, stumbling in bewildered perhaps after a night of dancing at winter's wake, his long coat-tails brushing the dry branches and startling them into bloom. That kind of blue.
The package arrives with remarkably good timing, as I don't think any long walks under the blue sky are foretold for the rest of today.
§rf§.
elusis.Envelope after envelope pulled out of the big black packet like rabbits out of a hat, or hats out of a hat, wherein huddle dozens of curiously fragrant brown hares. And some of the coveted blue bottles, buzzing with antiquity. And a smell of rose so nostalgic I seem to remember a past life.
And one of those kits of individual notes for mixing, and a bottle to mix them in.
Thank you! it's a pretty incredible gift, and so far there's little or no overlap that I've noticed with my own accumulations.
The package was standing up against the door of the beautiful shed when I poked my head out, mole-like, at 3:15, having spent the day in bed due to post-vaccination fever and chills. By then I felt much better, and now I have a whole alchemist's shop to wander through.
It's a perfect bright clear day, but cold, so that even with both the oil heater and the baseboards on, it's been difficult to keep the beautiful shed at 19° C.
How can I describe this bright blue sky so that you see it more vividly than any other bright blue sky you've ever seen or I have ever described, which is a great many, I hope, on both sides? Well, it is like an early and surprised visit from a god of late summer, Lugh, say, stumbling in bewildered perhaps after a night of dancing at winter's wake, his long coat-tails brushing the dry branches and startling them into bloom. That kind of blue.
The package arrives with remarkably good timing, as I don't think any long walks under the blue sky are foretold for the rest of today.
§rf§.
