Rhubarb comes first, tart and crunchy, with a splash of grapefruit that wakes up your taste buds. Then the heart fills with ripe strawberries, raspberry, plum and apple, like a market basket forgotten in the sun.

Musk, cedar and vanilla round everything off into a soft base, like a homemade crumble still steaming from the oven. It is the candle for a Sunday with the windows open, or a picnic moved indoors because of the rain.