When the sun slips below the tree line, the orchard gets strange.
Caramel apple at the surface, familiar, warm, harvest-sweet. Then something shifts. Black violet and saffron pull the scent into darker territory. A thread of smoldering wood. Soft tobacco, worn smooth. Ambered vanilla underneath, like the end of a fire that burned well.
Sweet and smoky and just a little wicked. Orchard After Dark is what October smells like once the crowds have gone home and the night belongs to itself.
Hand-poured soy wax, small batch, paraffin-free. 2.0 oz, 5-bar clamshell.