Treasures of Aromatic Literature-GARDENS OF SWEET SCENT AND SENTIMENT By Alice Lounsberry

AFTER many gardens have been considered, and their inhabitants have been located and scanned, it often seems that those in which the individuality of the owners had run riot were the ones to live longest in the memory. For the garden is not only a place in which to make things grow and to display the beautiful flowers of the earth, but a place that should accord with the various moods of its admirers. It should be a place in which to hold light banter, a place in which to laugh, and, besides, should have a hidden corner in which to weep. But above all, perhaps, it should be a place of sweet scent and sentiment. A garden without the fragrance of flowers would be deprived of one of its true rights. Fortunately, those near the sea are unusually redolent of sweet scent, the soft moisture of the atmosphere that surrounds them causing their fragrance to be more readily perceived than if the atmosphere were harsh and dry. It is still an open question to what extent the memory and the imagination of people are stirred by scents recurring at intervals through their existence. To many the perfume of flowers has more meaning than their outward beauty. In it they feel the spirit and the eternity of the flowers.

Undoubtedly, a particular fragrance will bring back quickly to the mind, and with much vividness, scenes and associations which have apparently been forgotten and which might otherwise lie dormant for a lifetime. The odors of many flowers are very distinctive. The perfume of the strawberry shrub is like none other; fraxinella, lavender, lilacs, and an infinite number of flowers are as well known by their fragrance as by their appearance. And although we smell them a hundred times a season, under many and dissimilar circumstances, there is perhaps only the one association that they will definitely recall. It is the one that has affected us deeply and moved our sentiment.

The first strawberry shrub that I ever saw was given to me when a small child by a red-cheeked boy just as I went into church with my grandmother. I slipped it into the palm of my hand under my glove, and throughout the service I kept my nose closely to the opening of the glove, smelling the flower. I was reproved again and again, but I continually reverted to my new and exquisite diversion; for, in those days, the time spent in church seemed longer than the rest of the whole week. Even now, each spring, when the first of these strange little flowers gives its scent to the air, I am for an instant transplanted, as it were, back to that stiff church pew, aching to be out in the open, and smelling the strawberry shrub in my glove.

Old English herb gardens were regarded by many as places of inherent sentiment, because, no doubt, the strong pungent odors of their herbs were known to possess a most subtle and potent influence. For while the majority of people are susceptible to the sweet odors of flowers, even those that are slight and evasive, there are others who become almost as much intoxicated with the aromatic fragrance of certain stems and leaves as the cat does with a whiff of catnip.

Thyme, about which much has been said by both ancient and modern writers, is reputed to have played strange tricks with the fancy and the imagination. I have even heard of its influence in the life of a man of this generation. According to the story, this man drove one day to the seat of a charitable brotherhood in the vicinity of his country home to make his annual gift. As no one was then in sight about the monastery, he went on into the garden, one filled with homely plants, mostly those of medicinal virtue and pungent scent. Amid these peaceful surroundings Brother Louie, a quaint figure in his brown habit, tended the flowers, his eye lit with the fire of pious enthusiasm.

The man of the world fulfilled his errand and was about to leave the garden when Brother Louie put into his hand a sprig of thyme, with its impressive, never-to-be-forgotten scent. It was carried away: one might have thought the incident closed. But the thyme had its work to do. It perfumed the pocket of the man who took it, and filled his mind with quiet, beautiful thoughts of Brother Louie working among the flowers, happier far than any king. At length its mission was accomplished. The man longed sincerely to wear the brown habit, and presented himself for admission to the brotherhood. It was a working order, however, and whether he felt aggrieved on being allotted the task of scrubbing the floors and assisting on a Monday with the family wash, in lieu of attending the garden with Brother Louie, is not known. When curiosity concerning him had somewhat abated, and when the populace had had its fill of peeping at him through the monastery windows, a more picturesque account of him was circulated. He was then described as sitting at the organ in the twilight sounding the call for vespers. There, at least, he may be left, a supposed captive of thyme, for he has not returned to his former life and his companions.

Treasures of Aromatic Literature-Odors of Vegetation by Wilson Flagg

Treasures of Aromatic Literature-Odors of Vegetation by Wilson Flagg

The beauty of a summer landscape is greatly enhanced by its alliance with the agreeable odors that constantly emanate from herbs and flowers; for the sight of a grove or woody pasture invariably suggests the idea of fragrance. The rising mists of the valley, tinged with the ruddy hues of dawn, derive interest from their relation to the fragrance of morning. And it may be remarked, on the other hand, that odors are indebted to other charming influences of nature for a great share of their own pleasantness. For nature has so combined all the objects of creation, that they are made to reflect a portion of their own light, beauty, and agreeableness upon each other.

The sense of smelling is not included by philosophers among the intellectual senses, like those of sight and hearing. It chiefly serves the purpose of directing animals to the right selection of the substances they use for food by their agreeable odors, and averting them from such as are noxious by those of an offensive character. This instinct is an unerring guide to the inferior animals among the simple productions of nature. But art is so ingenious in imparting the savor of any agreeable and wholesome substance to others which are injurious, that the sense of smell, even when assisted by taste, is an unsafe guide in the use of artificial preparations. Among natural productions, unmodified by art, the senses of smell and taste are safe guides to all fruits and other substances.

It is not my purpose, however, to discuss this point physiologically, but to treat of the odors of plants chiefly as the cause of agreeable sensations, and as a sort of picturesque attraction, when we are either rambling in the fields or employed in rural occupations. We perceive characteristic odors in every wood and meadow, by which we recognize their predominant trees, herbage, and shrubbery. Those of an oak wood are very remarkable, and not to be mistaken for any others. They are not aromatic; but they have a freshness more agreeable, perhaps, if we constantly breathed them, than a spicy fragrance. This odor is very similar to that of oak timber when cut and sawed; in one sense, a maritime savor, like that of a ship-yard. To a Briton it is probably a spice of royalty. It comes chiefly from the foliage after it has dropped from the trees; for the fresh green leaves seem to be scentless.

In wet grounds covered with alder, when it is in flower, a very agreeable essence is perceptible in the air; but I have not ascertained its source, whether it comes from the herbage or the shrubbery. It is probably the aroma of its tasselled flowers. I wonder that Darwin, in his"Loves of the Plants," never suggested the idea that the pollen of flowers is guided by these subtle essences to the bosom of its female, when wandering upon the winds. This delicate aroma, perceived when the alder is in flower, is displaced by the more penetrating odor of the azalea in July, and of the clethra in August. The fragrance of these shrubs, combined with that of the myrica and the cranberry-plant, forms the characteristic odor of low grounds, where no stagnant waters are present to mix with it any impurity. It is the primitive odor of the moorlands when covered with their native herbs.

As we leave the meadows and ramble near the hillside, where tbe native grapevines abound, we perceive another class of odors, still more agreeable, resembling the per
fume of mignonette, most perceptible when the vines are in flower. This is the true ambrosia of the gods, — the honey-scent of Mount Hybla. It seems as if nature had infused into the leaf or flower of all plants that bear an agreeable fruit some odor that shall be a reminder of its presence. The scent of the grapevine comes chiefly from its flowers, that of the strawberryplant from its foliage and fruit. Both leaf and flower of the same plant are seldom fragrant. The flower of the sweetbrier has very little scent compared with that of the common wild rose. The insect, whose services are so valuable to the species, needs not the odor of the flower if it can perceive that of the leaf.

The characteristic odors of the seasons come chiefly from flowers in the spring and early summer, from herbs and foliage in the latter summer, and from the ripened harvest and withered leaves in autumn. Winter is without odors, except those of the forest and seaside. The first aroma that pervades the atmosphere in spring is that of willows and poplars, which are very distinct; the former resembling that of lilacs, the latter more balsamic, and proceeding no less from the glutinous buds than from the flowers. Nature never seems so capricious as when she distributes her odors among the different species of vegetation. Why should the flowers of the elm and the maple be scentless, differing in this respect so notably from other spring flowers? Fragrance is denied them, perhaps as a superfluity, because they bloom aud fade before the insect tribes are abroad.

We are all familiar with the scent of flowering orchard trees. It is the incense that May diffuses over the landscape just before her departure. The blossom of linden-trees succeeds, and brings along with it a universal hum of insects, that seem intoxicated with its sweets. From this bloom the bee gathers the choicest honey* If the linden-tree had no other extraordinary merit, I should preserve it for its unrivalled sweetness. Its fragrant emanations are scattered abroad so widely that not an insect loses a message from its proffered feast of nectar; and the hum of the innumerable hosts of different species attracts our attention as one of the picturesque phenomena of the season.

The true seasonal fragrance of summer is that of newmown hay, for the air is filled with it during all the time of haymaking. This is indeed the "balm of a thousand flowers"; for though a greater part of the aroma comes from the leaves of clover and different kinds of grasses, the whole is the grateful result of many species with their flowers, when cut down by the scythe. Almost any combination of healthful herbs, when spread out to the sun and wind, after being mowed, will produce an aroma like that of new-mown hay. If you mix with these any considerable quantity of those noxious or innutritious herbs which are not acceptable to cattle, there comes from the mixture a rank herbaceous smell that indicates their presence. Nature is always true to the instincts of her creatures, and sets up no false allurements to tempt them to that which is unhealthful.

To the scent of new-mown hay succeeds that of the grain harvest, — the odor of ripened vegetation. We now mark the difference between the savor of herbs when they are cut down in blossom and after they have ripened their seeds. The odors of summer are more spicy or aromatic, and have more of an intoxicating quality, than those of the harvest. Nature has denied fragrance to the autumnal flowers, except a few that resemble the flowers of spring; such is the graceful neottia, breathing the odor of hyacinths, which is so obscure that it would be overlooked by the insects, amid the host of scentless flowers, if they were not guided by its perfume. Autumn indeed seems niggardly of her gifts to the honey-sipping insects, for the flowers of this season are as destitute of sweetness as of fragrance. The charms of autumn are chiefly for the eye, — of tinted woods and gorgeous flowers, that attract us more by their glowing profusion than by any particular beauty as individual objects.


I also saw the white
champak, Plumeria alba, prodigally scenting the air with its fragrance in obscure
corners of the grounds of many bungalows. Scattered in the Civil Lines were many
frangipanis, conspicuous on account of their gaunt limbs which in the month of April
were clothed in clusters of giant leaves and capped with the most delicately scented
pale yellow flowers.

In a corner of a Deputy Collector's house was a Kleinhovia,
its branches crowned with delicate pink flowers and covered with heart-shaped
leaves. At the entrance of my house was a clump of Easter trees which in the month
of April appeared most attractive, their fragrant white flowers contrasting with
their dark branches. Captivated by their beauty, I felt annoyed with the person who
gave them the horrid name of Holanhena anti-dysenterica.

However, it was in the fifth century A.D., when Kalidasa and Vatsyayana
flourished, that the Hindu mind was fully in touch with nature, the beautiful trees
and flowers and graceful sarus cranes with the countryside resonant with their
melodious voices. Kalidasa describes the asoka tree in most of his plays, and
in his Ritusamhata he gives charming descriptions of most of our indigenous
beautiful trees which flower from month to month. In his description of spring he
describes the mango tree bent with clusters of coppery red leaves, and their branches
covered with light yellow fragrant blossoms shaken by the March breezes, which
kindle the flame of love in the hearts of women. He describes the asoka trees with their
graceful drooping young leaves hanging like tassels of silk, covered with coral red
blossoms which make the hearts of young women sasoka (sorrowful). He describes
jungles of dhak (kimsukd) resembling a blazing fire waving in the wind, making the
earth appear like a newly-wedded bride with red garments. How aptly he compares
the scarlet flowers of dhak with the bright red beaks of parrots ! In his description
of women's toilet he mentions that they paint their bodies with the fragrant paste of
white sandal and cover their breasts with garlands of snow-white jasmines, and
perfume their beautiful heads with champak blossoms. In the rainy season, women
decorate their heads with garlands of kadamba, kesara, kakubha and ketak flowers. It
is thus that Kalidasa describes the toilet of Shakuntala :
The siris blossom, fastened o'er her ear
Whose stamens brush her cheek;
The lotus-chain like autumn moonlight soft
Upon her bosom meek.

The kachnar trees, which in February appeared so unattractive with their
dark, leafless branches, produce a rich harvest of pink, white and purple-mauve
blossoms, and for full one month they add colour and charm to the landscape. The
delicate blossoms of kachnar trees fill one's heart with bliss and soothe the eyes.
Kachnar s are followed by semal, the giant silk-cotton trees, so common in the Kangra
Valley. The gaunt limbs of the semal are decorated with cup-like scarlet flowers,
and the tree reminds one of the goddess Lakshmi, with numerous arms, holding scarlet
lamps on the palms of her outstretched hands. The sombre mango groves suddenly
begin to pulsate with life and produce pale yellow blossoms in profusion. Attracted
by the fragrance of the mango blossoms, kotls come to the mango gardens, which are
filled with the pleasant echoes of their calls. By the middle of March, spring is in its prime.

Swings are put up among the blossom-covered branches of trees in which bees
are humming, enjoying the fragrance of the flowers. The spring is in full bloom and
great are love and joy. Jasmines open their buds and fill the air with their perfume.
The sky is clear blue like the Mansarover lake, and the sun and the moon are its
giant blossoms.

The spring slowly ripens into summer. By the first week of April it starts getting
warm. Most of the trees produce new leaves, and the umbrella-like pakurs get covered
with coppery leaves and appear most charming. When the slanting rays of the even-
ing sun strike the young leaves of pakur, they appear like a cloud of fire. In damp
places, myriads of fire-flies are seen twinkling like stars, and "weaving aerial dances
in fragile rhythms of flickering gold." Dry leaves of trees fly about, and weird
bonfires are seen under mahua trees. The air is heavy with the fragrance of nim
and sirisha flowers, and the quiet of the night is disturbed by the rattling noise
of sirisha pods. The rust-red young leaves of mahuas are tipped with gold in
the rays of the morning sun. Gul mohurs are flushing into vivid scarlet, and it is
getting warm.

The moist air of Sawan is drenched with the fragrance of jasmines, and the
Queen of the Night and mehndce exhale delicate fragrance. The white flowers of
gardenia are studded over the hedges like stars in the dark blue sky. "The golden-
glowing champak buds are blowing by the swiftly flowing streams."

Describing the toilet of women of his age, Kalidasa observes : "The women
of Alakapuri rub the dust of lodhra flowers on their cheeks, maghya flowers decorate
their temples, kuruvaka flowers hang from the knots of their hair and sirisha flowers
decorate their ears. In the monsoon, kadamba flowers glorify the heads of these charm-
ing women and they carry pink lotuses in their hands." Even now the women of
Maharashtra decorate their tress-knots with the white champak, "the moon hanging
by the mountain", and wear bracelets of jasmine round their wrists. Garlands of
jasmine and bela are popular all over India during summer, for we have always
had a sensitive appreciation for the fragrance of flowers. While the Europeans
feasted their eyes on colour and developed beautifully-coloured flowering annuals,
Indians packed their gardens with sweet-smelling flowering creepers, shrubs and

Sawan is the month of lovers, amorous and passionate. In the cool and fragrant
breeze of Sawan, lovers who are parted feel unhappy and long for each other. Brides
away from their husbands feel sad. Lovers who are united watch the dark, rolling
clouds and the flashes of lightning. Cleaving the dark clouds with their golden legs are flights of white cranes, who provide a thrill to the lovers drunk with the joy of the rainy season.

There are also a number of trees and shrubs which emit fragrance at night
time, especially during rains, such as Gardenia lucida, G. Jlorida, G. latifolia and Cestrum nocturnum. These can be planted to their best advantage opposite windows and
doors of bedrooms, so that one may enjoy their fragrance in the evenings, particularly
in the summer months.

A native of China; propa- gated by seed. raat-ki-rani (Cestrum nocturnum), papra (Gardenia latifolid) and laung mushk fill the air with delightful fragrance and are very desirable in the hot and rainy months. I can- not forget a joyful evening in a bungalow at Dewaldhar in Almora district in the month of May where the white flowers of laung mushk were studded all over a dwarf hedge. At sunset the verandah was filled with the delicate scent of this species of Gardenia and coupled with the warmth of the air it induced a feeling of relaxation and happiness which the legendary lotus-eaters might well envy. Champa and laung mushk are great favourites with the people of Kangra Valley, and in gardens in Dharamasala and Palampur the air is filled with the heavy scent of these flowers at night time. With the background of snow-covered Dhaula Dhar which glistens like a lump of silver in the full moon, and the gurgling sound of numerous streams and rivulets, Kangra Valley appears like a fairy land. Perhaps it was an evening in this part of India that Sarojini Naidu described as :

Where the golden, glowing
Champak-buds are blowing,
By the swiftly-flowing streams,
Now, when day is dying,
There are fairies flying
Scattering a cloud of dreams.

Mehndi (Lawsonia alba) has an important function in the toilet of women in the East.
Women stain the palms and soles as well as their nails with crushed mehndi leaves.
It is also used for dyeing hair, and flame-coloured beards of mullahs owe their rich
coppery tints to mehndi. Mehndi is the Camphire of Palestine andHennah of Iran, and
Pliny called it the Cypress of Egypt. It is commonly grown in India, Afghanistan
and Iran, and is valued as much for the red dye of its leaves, as for the delicate
fragrance which its flowers exhale at evening time in the months of June and July.

A har singhar tree planted in the eastern part of the compound of a house oppo-
site the verandah used for sleeping can be a source of great pleasure during the
months of September and October. After dark, the fragrance of the night-opening
flowers of har singhar fills the atmosphere. A small cemented pool may be constructed
below the tree for collecting the flowers. Every morning in the autumn months you
will see myriads of flowers with their orange-coloured corolla tubes resting on the
surface of water on their spoke-like snow-white petals.

The champak tree was very popular with the ancient Hindus and we find it sculp-
tured in Kushan Mathura about 2,000 years ago. Even now champak flowers are
used by the women of Bengal in their coiffure, and the delicate fragrance of their
amber petals adds to their subtle charm.

The cathedral-like alignment of the shafts of chir pines shooting towards the
sky, smooth, pure and inflexible, with their round and plump crowns, is a reminder
of the Himalayan forests with their peace and silence. Kadamba groves with their
silence and perfume remind us of the happy forests of Vrindavan where
Krishna roamed with the milkmaids, and no doubt they will provide the glad-
ness and freshness of the rainy season to the citizens of Chandigarh. Forests of yellow siris with their smooth, light yellow and barkless boles emit a strange golden light ; there is a warm and russet glow at their base, and a blue ethereal mist covers their top.

The Himalayan meadows carpeted with
brilliant alpine flowers, the snow-covered peaks of the Himalayas with their pine-
scented forests and the brilliantly coloured rocky trans-Himalayas will draw lovers
of natural beauty like a magnet from all parts of the world. What will they sec in
the plains on their way to the Himalayas ? If we transform the land into a colourful
place by planned planting of flowering trees, the visitors will carry back happier
impressions. Just as the Japanese invite foreigners when cherries blossom in their
country, we can also call them when the bauhineas are covered with a mantle of
purple and mauve flowers in the month of March, and when our roads become a blaze
of colour with flowers of gul rnohur, amaltas and pcltophorum in the month of May.

We also should not neglect the villages, where village schools, panchayatghars
and temples can be planted with ornamental trees. In the Punjab, the villagers plant
bakain (Persian lilac) around the bullock-runs of wells fitted with Persian wheels.
These clumps not only provide shade for bullocks and men, but also appear very
beautiful in March when they are covered with sweet-scented, lilac-coloured flowers.
Village community houses (panchayatghars) which are jointly owned by the village
and arc usually under the supervision of rural development organizers and panches
(the elected representatives of the village), provide ample scope for planting of
ornamental trees. Small nurseries of flowering trees can be raised in the compounds
of village schools and panchayatghars and can serve as foci of tree-planting activities.

White Ginger Lily/Butterfly Lily/Sontaka(Hedychium coronariam absolute/India

Olfactory Properties of White Ginger Lily/Butterfly Lily/Sontaka Absolute(Hedychium coronarium)/India
Another unique aromatic treasure has arrived which some of you may enjoy exploring and utilizing in your fine fragrant creations. This is White Ginger Lily/Butterfly Lily/Sontaka (Hedychium coronarium) absolute from Maharastra State in India.

The flower of this member of the tropical ginger family is grown extensively around Mumbai as it figures prominently in the temple worship of the people living in that area. Daily during the famous festival of Ganesh Chaturthi, tons of white ginger lily flowers are sold in the busy flower markets to decorate that ornate displays of the idols of Ganesh that are found in every home, temples and public places. The whole city becomes a fairly land of twinkling lights during this 10 day celebration and the fragrance of White Ginger Lily fills the air in the evenings as people visit the many venues where simple and elaborate alters of Ganesh are constructed. You can get some idea of the importance of this festival by visiting the images posted on Flickr

Aside from the importance of the flower in religious worship, it is a flower dearly loved by the Indian people in Maharastra and other places in India where it grows in abundance. The plants flourish with little care and their deliciously scented blossoms fill the atmosphere with their aromatic aura in the areas where they grow. Its scent is particularly noticeable in the evening. The flower is is by no means confined to India. It grows lavishly in many other places such as Vietnam, Brazil, Malaysia, Philippines, Hawaii(where it is used in lei's) and Cuba(where it is the national flower).

Years ago when I was visiting Mumbai and the surrounding flower growing areas, I became intrigued by this plant as it had such a delectable sweet floral-spicy aroma. Up to that time little if any work had been on extracting its essence. At that time the White Lotus Aromatic project was in its infancy and interactions with extractors in different parts of the country was just beginning but fortunately I was in the company of a person who had the same enthusiasm for natural aromatics as myself and who also had the expertise to take on different distillation and extraction projects. Within a few years the first extractions of concrete and absolute of White Ginger Lily commenced.

What was noticed from the very beginning was that there was a tremendous variation in aroma of the absolute. Often the very hot warm spicy note dominated the final product with the ethereal sweet floral note remaining in the background and only emerging later in the dry-out of the absolute. But gradually the extraction technique has been perfected and also the best sources for the fresh flower have been located very near to the extracting units in north of Mumbai and the results are now very much in line with the aroma of the fresh flowers.The amber colored absolute of White Ginger Lily displays a fresh, sweet, tropical floral bouquet with a lovely ginger-like, fruity undertone. The floral sweetness is very rich and deep, yet light and exhilarating as well. The tenacity is very good and the radiance is excellent.

Blends well with bergamot eo; carnation abs; champa, golden absolute; frankincense eo, co2 and abs; frangipani abs; ginger co2, eo and abs; jasmin grandiflorum abs; jasmin auriculatum abs; jasmin sambac abs; lime eo and essence; melissa/lemonbalm eo, co2 and abs; night queen abs; neroli eo; orange blossom abs; osmanthus absolute petitgrain mandarin eo; rose eo's and abs; ruh kewda; sandalwood eo, co2 and abs; verbena eo and abs; tuberose absolute; vanilla co2 and abs; ylang absolute.

This would work well in lei and garland perfumes, sacred perfumes, high class florals,
tropical bouquets, oriental accords

Interesting information about White Ginger Lily/Butterfly Lily/Sontaka
1. In Cuba it is the National Flower, known as "Mariposa blanca" literally "White Butterfly Flower", due to its similarity with a flying white butterfly.
2. White ginger lei are sometimes referred to as evening lei because they are often strung in the evening to be worn that night. With a sweet, delicate aroma and orchid-like configuration, the blossoms are woven into the finest of lei, usually strung Micronesian style, tied or woven into a flat collar. (See Lei Making Methods.) About 125 buds are required for a standard 40-inch (100-cm) lei.
3. A frequent ginger in the house gardens of the Dai people along the Mekong river. Its pretty and fragrant flowers open from April to July.
It is used in local medicine to treat cold, headache, arthritis, and injuries.
4. Its flower buds are actually edible and can be used like a vegetable. The flower buds are best picked early in the morning and stored in the refrigerator until they are ready to be used. The buds can be tossed in your salad for a spicy, gingery zest and intriguing, succulent texture. They can also be added to soups and stir-fried.
5. The buds can also be infused in hot water, together with your Chinese tea leaves, add the unique butterfly ginger fragrance to your tea.

Links for White Ginger Lily/Butterfly Lily/Sontaka Hedychium coronarium

Popular and Traditional Lei Flowers
Volatile components of ginger flowers (Hedychium coronarium koenig)
Philipine medicinal plants
Odorographia: Volume 2 By John Charles Sawer
Indian Medicinal Plants: An Illustrated Dictionary By C. P. Khare

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