To walk among the pines in the crisp, cold air, boots crunching in the leaves. Juniper wafting as it emerges in late winter. The Pacific Northwest rain as you throw on a sweater and watch the light snow fall. A smoky bonfire lit nearby wafts into your senses. Outerland evokes a rich forest filled with promise and a warming, old-world scent as you cocoon with your Kerouac book.
This is Outerland. Notes of Juniper, Pine, Smoke, and Snowberry.
