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SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED
SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED

SWEATER STORIES *NEW*- Natural Botanical Perfume - Autumnal Immersion LIMITED

GATHER

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SWEATER STORIES

| autumnal immersion |

It's been three washes
and still my hair is steeped thick;
cade, smoked birch, pine pitch and cured 
oak.
The incense of October
crocheted
into my old wool sweater I refuse
to give up. It's hooded and 
so warm despite the whole hole
at the armpit seam I don't
know how to mend.
It's not grey
or brown,
or black, but just the color of wet bark on a 
furrowed locust.
Its hug, a lap of stories.
It's been to the deepest
corners of the Hollow where children looked through glinting
spiderwebs
it's trekked
the rocky banks of the 
rose hemmed river getting snagged
on thorns and always
surviving
It's been over and under and in between every other
layer of down and easily snuggled.
It's carried hickory nuts in the left pocket,
wintergreen in the right,
and sassafras saplings in the hood,
in a pinch.
It stretched itself to fit a fat feral pear
and a pointed found antler.
Its sleeve unrolled to shield the hot
steel of the stew pot from my cold,
susceptible,
human palm.
It matched the sweater of a long sweet friend I've lost
touch with.
So many peeled acorns and
cherry barks and 
cracked thumbs and 
very long hugs.
We used to lift each other up on our shoulders to reach
the biggest, creamiest
Elderflowers.

If only the memories could be a little 
clearer; stuffed in the weave
like post-it notes,
I could flip through the yarn and
share the albums.

......

Style: Earthy

Strength: pure perfume extrait

Prominent Characteristics

toast
fall air

thick wool layers
rich loam
chestnuts

comfort beverages
smoldering embers

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The Process, The Gathered. 

We've returned to the immersive experience of camping as of late. Sweater Stories and Waxed Leaves are both olfactory compositions that are informed by these sensorial, site specific experiences. New England autumns are so special, it's hard to capture its whole energy but small attempts through olfactory art seem a worthy effort.
As Falling becomes an archived perfume, I welcome Sweater Stories it its stead, at least for now. 
You can take a peek into a couple of our camp experiences here and here


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