I’ve been searching for some time for oakmoss, a base note for an incense I have been slowly putting together.

The other day, after I had been looking for some weeks on the oaks and pines in the forest, this little guy turned up, right at my feet in the back garden, after a windy night.

This scent is all fertile dark damp earth, rich moss, with hints of decaying leaves and deep green and the visitation a reminder of protection, relationship and the magic of sustained desire.