Salutations

The nip of fall is creeping upon us in the land of enchantment.  The hillsides of the Sangre de Cristos will soon be wrapped in the yellow of the aspen trees.  I know that the close of the summer nears when I can smell the chile roasting from the street side vendors.  This is an inspiring time for scent for a perfumer, especially one who resides in Santa Fe, New Mexico.  I sit in front of my note organ and contemplate the next effervescent melody of notes.  The spicier tones play for me in the guise of Pepper and Nutmeg.  I never know what will manifest in my humble attempts for something new.

I look forward to having you join me on these journeys of scent.  Who knows where we will travel together, I do hope it is captivating.