A lasting blended scent of that beautiful aroma left behind on your fingertips after you pluck that fat tomato. A mother asking, “can you please go pick some fresh tomatoes from the backyard garden?” You just can’t forget the time of year or the feeling of overripe pulp under your bare toes. Transporting the harvest into the kitchen while the scent of the vine lingers.
Fills the room with: Tomato Vine