It's hot, but the sea breeze brings cool, salty air in the late afternoon. The cloudless sky looks east over the Atlantic. Seagulls soar high above cutters, sloops, and scoonahs. The edges of the beach are carpeted with single-petalled rosa rugosa bushes. The musk rose. So fresh and fruity, purple in the summer sun. In late summer, the rose hips are a bright tomato red. They're tart and full of seeds. They hang heavily on glossy, deep-green leaves. Honeysuckle, black raspberry, and other vines entwine among the dune grass. [...] This perfume isn't just a rose. It has the ocean, the delicate petals, the green stem, the waxy leaves, and the cool, idyllic dust of summer. It's a perfume for every day.