Scented Candle BravoMIGUEL MATOSfig lemon cedar copaba musk marine notes At the end of an August afternoon or he beginning of September, leaving the rice fields behind, we go into the fields almost up the mountain, in a dry heat, roasted and hot yellow. We throw the blanket on the floor, open the basket with fresh lemonade, and lie down to read a book with a view of the foothills right next door. Under a fig tree. SCENTED CANDLE BRAVOinterior bronze painted glass