maeve.mossin Home Fragrance & Candles · Galway ·
Scent diaryFirst turf fire of the autumn in the front room
Here's a thing. We lit the first turf fire of the autumn last night, and this morning the front room still smells of it, sweet and earthy, a bit like strong tea left stewing on the hob and a bit like the bog road after rain. The dog came in from the yard and lay down by the cold grate and now she smells of it too, so she does.
What gets me is how it changes overnight, the sharp smoke is gone and what's left is softer and browner and it sits in the curtains and the cushions and the wool of my jumper as if it had always been there.
Same fire, just played an octave lower.
6 comments
cormac.bog
Turf fire and wet wool, that's my granny's kitchen in Roscommon. I could smell your post.
hamish_heather
Aye, I'd give a lot for a turf fire in an Edinburgh tenement. Folk who come in to the shop with peat smoke on their coats get the whole room talking.
sinead.smoke
Is that the same smoky thing as the birch tar people talk about in leather scents? It smells close to me.
ash.and.ember
Close cousins to my nose, but not the same. The club's note on birch tar says it's made by heating birch bark without air, so it comes out tarry and leathery. Turf smoke off an open grate is rounder, more earth than tar.
callum.peat
My partner's family light the stove in Glasgow and I come home smelling like a chimney. For once it isn't my fault.
maeve.moss
That's the word I was missing, grand. The dog has found the warm spot again and the house is ticking over on that earthy smell and nobody is giving out about anything.