John Singer Sargent
Spring rushes forth in this cascade of moss and gold.
A brisk, sparkling tingle brightens the afternoon.
Lazing in the grass with a good book, some fine wine and
charming companions, it might be a perfect day to fly a kite.
Creamy and unisex, this delightful blend is as sensual as it is poetic.
Men and women appreciate one another ; yin and yang.
Thomas Gainsborough-Portrait of a Lady in Blue
Guerlain- L'Heure Bleue
Heliotrope- powdery, cherry almonds,
good enough to eat,
surround one in a joyful cloud.
Cool tones strike wistful notes.
Imagine the days when scent was so precious,
only the wealthy had this luxury;
the tremendous pleasure it gave
in a gray, dreary world.
LíHeure Bleue was created by Jacques Guerlain
Guerlain - Shalimar
Undulating woods layered with dense vanilla;
a chorus of amber throbs throughout.
Named for the gardens of Lahore,
we are transported to ancient times of incense,
golden veils and velvet pillows in a palace of beauty.
Exotic flowers grace the bodies of the fair maidens;
luxuriating in the ancient oils and spices of their
Bessie Coleman, 1892-1926
One can feel the rush of the props
and the cool air as it picks up the scent of violets.
Clouds scudding by in the azure sky;
weightless, yet filled with the promise of a glorious day.
The wind sings in the struts
as we bank gently over the fields.
Light leather stirs up from the
supple coat and gloves,
while garden flowers
A soothing burst of lemon
from the sparkling island of Cyprus.
The fragrant cypress trees possess the lemon scent
within their craggy branches.
A swinging hammock;
my face in the cool shade
under the great trees.
Hot sand between my toes,
a fresh dip in the sea
and a picnic lunch with dry red wine.