An incense made in the rustic Kyphi style...

“Fae Song” is a light green and balsamic blend reminiscent of the smell in the forest in early Spring.  Over time, the scent-song evolves, opening up into the fragrances of Spring flowers.  Like the season of Spring, the aroma of  “Fae Song” revives your spirit and cheers your emotions.

 

The world is very old,

But each and every year

She grows new again

When Fir buds first appear

 

The world is very old,

And sometimes very sad

But when the Larch tufts come,

The world is very glad

 

The world is very old

And does not count in hours

But by the cycles of the moon

And the opening of flowers

 

The world is very old

But each and every Spring

She grows young and sweet again

As the Faes commence to sing

 

(a homage to Cicely Mary Barker)

 

 

Ingredients: Wildcrafted from the forest where I live  - live twigs and needles, Labrador tea leaves, Sweetgrass, Wild Ginger, Tree Mosses, Cedarwood, Cedar foliage, Balsam Fir resin and needles, Poplar Buds. From the incense archive: Rosewood, Orris root, Galbanum resin, Mastic resin, Pinyon Pine resin, Tolu Balsam resin, Formosa Storax resin. Local, organic Propolis from the Bees, In-house extracts of Lilacs, Daffodils and Muskrat Musk. Bound together with homemade Cherry Wine, Rose Hips, and organic Honey

 

In early spring, as the air warms in the forest, the Evergreens start to relax, increasing the amount of perfume they release into the air.  The Fae rub their eyes and begin to stir from their Winter slumber.  Aroused by the sun, the Larch trees burst out in their soft, lime-scented tufts of needles.  If you look carefully, you can see the sparkling lights of the Fae, as they yawn while swinging on fragrant, Larch branches.  Sweetgrass grows and lends its voice to the Spring scent song. The Fae descend to the forest floor and begin to dance around lightly on their toes  In the following days, the bumble bees take to the air in order to harvest poplar bud resin for their nests.  The Bees must dodge Faes that are playfully throwing poplar bud fluff into the air to announce the beginning of the festivals. Soon, Sweet Violets, Daffodils, and Lilacs follow, adding their voices to the fragrant swell of musical voices, announcing the debut of the seasons of Fae Fayres and songs.

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”

― W.B. Yeats

 

 

This price is for .5 oz Fae Song in Black Tin, sprinkled with Conifer needles and wildflower petals