Gaze skyward, the desert is forgotten. Tuberose absolute. Mystery, infinity hidden from view, silence beneath the cacti. A slow-motion Western. Vanilla seed. The Milky Way leaves an azure trail, the road, half-cedar, half-sandalwood, rises. Orange blossom absolute. Monolithic shadows dreamed sculptures or rocky mountains, worlds collide. Agave accord. Still the wind, meld musk with the strident, striped colour of neon light, stir the dust from orange blossom. Heat, drunk on blue, memories. Oil of ylang ylang. Here, life is a storybook. Marfa.

Marfa. A destination with a unique destiny. Its bottle emblazoned with a wide-open eye provides the first clue. Deep in Texas, Marfa beckons the eye and holds its gaze. Marfa has a power of attraction like no other, like the tuberose Absolute: a bewitching, lingering, unforgettable flower. Marfa evokes the singular nature of this white-hot land.