On our mountain, at first light, there’s a heavenly fragrance in the air; before anyone starts an engine, or lights a fire, the air is clear, and still, and silent. The first breath of the day carries the perfume of wild mountain herbs, the alchemy of which, blended naturally on the breeze, weaves a magical spell… The inspiration for our first ever candle. A new day, a new life – and a memory we didn’t know we had.