I hate hot weather. When it’s over 80 degrees, I do not discuss: the books I’ve recently read, music, films, politics. I don’t even have the will to gossip. Instead, I say things like: “What’s the heat index today…it feels hotter than 82!” “Did you happen to hear what the low temperature will be tonight?” “What’s the five-day forecast?” or, simply, “I’M HOT!” If I see a candle burning during summer, I cringe and am convinced the heat emanating from the flickering flame is making the temperature rise.
In hot weather, complexity of any type can be taxing, especially in perfumed products, so light, simple fragrances are perfect for the dog days. Votivo Ltd.’s French Collection Provencal Honey candle releases a calming steady stream of pure honey/beeswax scent into the air — even when unlit. Votivo’s candles are so fragrant that one can enjoy them without striking a match…
Every spring I visit an “old friend” at Kubota Garden in Seattle: a stately Chinese plum tree. If I sit against its large trunk, I’m completely hidden from view by its flower-covered branches that touch the ground. The scent of the thousands of white plum blossoms changes over time. The tiny round unopened buds smell fresh and leafy with a whiff of rain. At their peak, the flowers diffuse a strange and lavish perfume with hints of honey, clove, old-fashioned bubblegum, wood smoke and masa. As the flowers fade and begin to fall, their last breath smells of delicate incense. 
Recently, I’ve come across many articles online and in magazines informing me that the scents men fancy most are (in no particular order): vanilla, cinnamon, licorice and pie (apple and pumpkin being favorites). Though I will happily eat a cinnamon roll, a slice of apple pie and/or a scoop (or two) of vanilla ice cream, I avoid sweet-foody room fragrance products that smell of cake icing, lemon sorbet, or crème brûlée. (The gist — dessert on a plate: GOOD; ‘dessert’ in a bottle or candle: BAD.) So when I received 
Around the world, incense is burned to commemorate people and events, to give thanks, to worship, to celebrate joyous occasions, and to purify the air. Watching the glowing incense sticks and their gentle whorls of smoke, and inhaling the luscious aromas of the heated resins and fragrant oils evokes memory, far-away places and ancient rituals. The 'art of incense' combines the ceremonial with the sensual, contemplation with languor. 