Beyond the last cottage stood an ancient orchard and no fruit was gathered without consequence. The apples tasted of honey, smoke, and forgotten names.

An alchemy of orchard fruits, gnarled wood, undisturbed earth, and fall leaves.

“To-day I think Only with scents, - scents dead leaves yield, And bracken, and wild carrot's seed, And the square mustard field;

Odours that rise When the spade wounds the root of tree, Rose, currant, raspberry, or goutweed, Rhubarb or celery;

The smoke's smell, too, Flowing from where a bonfire burns The dead, the waste, the dangerous, And all to sweetness turns."

- Edward Thomas

Art: Red Apples at the Foot of a Tree, Gustave Courbet, 1872

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Our alchemies are experimental perfumes blended intuitively for the season and with no written recipe. We release a new one every month and include them as a free gift with orders over $60 USD (before shipping)

Because we pre-bottle our alchemies they come in 5ml amber bottles and samples are not available.

View a list of past alchemies