GATHERING

The table is worn but welcoming. A cast-iron kettle hums beside a basket of warm pumpkin bread, its crust glistening with salted butter. A hint of apple cider floats through the air, mingling with the scent of crackling oakwood and the golden hush of fallen leaves tracked in from outside. Laughter echoes in the corners. Boots are kicked off by the fire. This is where the season lingers — in the flicker of vanilla, in the comfort of soft amber, in the spaces shared and the stories passed down. The Gathering is a fragrance of warmth, welcome, and harvest—blending the comfort of home with the richness of fall’s finest fare.