Sap & Smoke
A Soap of Forest Memory
They say the old pine grove at the edge of the valley remembers everything.
Long before roads, before fences, before even names — there was fire. A slow-burning sweep through the woods, fed by wind and drought. But not everything burned. In the hush that followed, sap bled from the trunks like tears, hardening into amber beads in the cool night air. Sweet birch bent but didn’t break, releasing its warming scent to the soil. And the smoke — it carried the stories skyward, where they mingled with the breath of stars.
That grove grew back, patient and quiet. Resin and root, bark and balm.
Sap & Smoke is drawn from that memory — the resilience of trees, the sweetness in survival. With notes of sweet birch, pine, and benzoin, this soap is a grounding companion. A ritual of returning to yourself. A breath of the woods, held close in your hands.
Sap & Smoke
A Soap of Forest Memory
They say the old pine grove at the edge of the valley remembers everything.
Long before roads, before fences, before even names — there was fire. A slow-burning sweep through the woods, fed by wind and drought. But not everything burned. In the hush that followed, sap bled from the trunks like tears, hardening into amber beads in the cool night air. Sweet birch bent but didn’t break, releasing its warming scent to the soil. And the smoke — it carried the stories skyward, where they mingled with the breath of stars.
That grove grew back, patient and quiet. Resin and root, bark and balm.
Sap & Smoke is drawn from that memory — the resilience of trees, the sweetness in survival. With notes of sweet birch, pine, and benzoin, this soap is a grounding companion. A ritual of returning to yourself. A breath of the woods, held close in your hands.
