I went out to the hazelwood,
Because a fire was in my head,
Cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
And gone to blow the fire aflame.
Something rustled on the floor.
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossoms in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And vanished in the brightening air.
The fae of the berry want you to sip the sweetness of life through a cosmic straw. Little treasure bombs to bring you joy and light you up.
Did you know most berry scented perfumes are not natural? But there are some delightful natural perfumes with fruity tones and luscious complexity. Wear these perfumes and try not to eat yourself…
For something floral and fruity try Tamya, by Ayala Moriel (named for her autistic daughter, this perfume is a fundraiser with 100% profit going to her speech therapy fund). Tamya also has an Etsy shop where she sells her paintings. Check it out here.
Dearest Reader, do you have a favorite fruity perfume or soap?