Old Growth Forest Perfume

(1 customer review)

CAD $30.00

Warm Cedar • Rotting Fungi • Dripping Moss

Created from my personal experiences in the woods; my Gods, my cathedral, my sanctuary, the place I hold space for myself in.

Deep shadows, creaking bending trunks, cracking branches, damp moss, closed skies, entwined roots, all consuming deep damp old growth forest.

Revered enchantment of ancient redwoods, warm sunbeams, unique & terrifying mushrooms and other damp earthly incantations.

This scent is feral and it’s raging and it’s protective and it’s enveloping and it’s sacred and it is safe. I am honored to share this space with you.

“There are no medium-sized trees in the deep forest. There are only the towering ones, whose canopy spreads across the sky. Below, in the gloom, there’s light for nothing but mosses and ferns. But when a giant falls, leaving a little space …then there’s a race – between the trees on either side, who want to spread out, and the seedlings below, who race to grow up. Sometimes, you can make your own space.” – Terry Pratchett, Small Gods

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1 review for Old Growth Forest Perfume

  1. Terri Wicks

    This is such a gorgeous, long lasting scent. I love earthy smells and this perfume checks all the boxes for what I look for in a grounding perfume. I couldn’t stop smelling my arm where I applied it. I could close my eyes and I’m back in an old growth forest on Vancouver Island and I’m in love with every tree that I’m hugging.
    Thank you for this glorious fragrance. 💚🌱

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Warm Cedar • Rotting Fungi • Dripping Moss

Created from my personal experiences in the woods; my Gods, my cathedral, my sanctuary, the place I hold space for myself in.

Deep shadows, creaking bending trunks, cracking branches, damp moss, closed skies, entwined roots, all consuming deep damp old growth forest.

Revered enchantment of ancient redwoods, warm sunbeams, unique & terrifying mushrooms and other damp earthly incantations.

This scent is feral and it’s raging and it’s protective and it’s enveloping and it’s sacred and it is safe. I am honored to share this space with you.

“There are no medium-sized trees in the deep forest. There are only the towering ones, whose canopy spreads across the sky. Below, in the gloom, there’s light for nothing but mosses and ferns. But when a giant falls, leaving a little space …then there’s a race – between the trees on either side, who want to spread out, and the seedlings below, who race to grow up. Sometimes, you can make your own space.” – Terry Pratchett, Small Gods