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Notes of: Pine, Tobacco, Apple
8 ounces | 40 hour burn time

Smells like a November night in front of a fire — just before the season turns, becoming cruel and cold. Tomorrow there are plans to make applesauce from the last of the hand-picked apples before they turn, too.

Notes of: Rose, Lavender, Embers
8 ounces | 40 hour burn time

Smells like watching a fire die in the dead of the winter because moving from the warmth of the couch seems impossible. The season is spent reading books in the arms of your love while forgotten bouquets of roses wilt on the mantel.

Notes of: Leather, Blood Orange, Vanilla
8 ounces | 40 hour burn time

Smells like a tack room at dusk, another long day on the horizon. A leather saddle needs conditioning and in the distance a hint of spring — and the phantom scent of vanilla, a reminder of the life you traded for wide open spaces.

Notes of: Amber, Patchouli, Lavender
8 ounces | 40 hour burn time

Smells like sitting on the couch at 2 a.m. during a whispered, meandering conversation, the air sweet with desire and smoke. Moonlight filters through the curtains, suspending the moment in amber light.

Notes of: Alpine Air, Fog, Gin
8 ounces | 40 hour burn time

Smells like wandering around the cobblestone streets of Zurich in the pre-dawn hours. Fog hangs over the lake in the distance as you think about the gin from the night before, walking the streets alone with a cup of something warm.