Oktober Lake

Overwhelmingly beautiful. It actually took my breath away the first time I smelled it - I felt transported - and now I have had some time with it in the autumn of the northeast US. The initial phase brims with ripe dark red and purple fruits, highly concentrated. Not sweet, but full of the potency of time - fruits ripened over long summer days from the goodness of the earth. Here too are the trees dark with dew, brown grasses, and chilly air. On my skin a chocolatey nuance appears, perhaps an extraordinary patchouli. Twenty or thirty minutes later, in a cascade of gold, the lake appears. Not only the color and texture of the water, but the feeling of space. It is almost photographic in its impact. For the rest of the day this harmony continues, while a resolute woody backbone gives it a comforting weight. Totally unique, easily unisex.