“When the logic and proportions of things fall to the ground, remember what the dormouse said.” Spring, the smell of hay was so strong and intense in the air that it made us dizzy. It was our first trip together, my heart was pounding. “Trust me, take my hand, let go. There are no rules in this game, unless you want them to be. Relax, don't be afraid, nature will take its course making us feel part of it. We will warm up, we will feel the breath of the earth. Come with me and you will see that nothing will ever be the same again." “And if you're hunting rabbits, and you find yourself about to fall, tell them that a hookah-smoking caterpillar sent you for Alice.” How will it end? Maybe! Certainly the song "White Rabbit" from Jefferson Airplane's 1968 album Surrealistic Pillow is the last track I remember. NOTES: Sun and Salt, Hay and Pink Straw, Cannabis, Chamomile, Sage, Musk, Vetiver, Cedar Wood. 1 year maceration and a limited production of 300 bottles.