Between the sea and volcanoes, the wind sweeps across the Korean island of Jeju. You can almost kiss the sky at the summit of this land of fire and air. The soft green of tea plantations. The sea, a deep, deep blue. The shade of the mandarin trees. The breeze carries their scents, in an ever-changing order, and diffuses a soothing fragrance of well-being throughout the island.
Mandarin, Tea absolute, Osmanthus, White Musks