“Lifting your hand towards your face, once more that spellbinding scent fills your nose, slowing your breathing, relaxing every single muscle in your body. You long to stay, but know you cannot. But no matter. For, from now on, every time you smell the reassuring scent of France’s blue gold, you will be instantly transported back to this site. Back to the sunset where the fields truly do glow in an almost impossibly deep tone of purple haze, in these the rolling foothills of ever-peaceful Provence”
— test