I am perfumed. We’ve just finished coring in a forested swamp dominated by Atlantic whitecedar trees. It was a kind of paradise. The humidity had dropped and all day long the Sun was highlighting the fresh green foliage of early summer. And I was perfumed.
Swamps are often not a destination. I would imagine they still connotate many negative things for many people. They did for me a couple of decades ago. I recall a field class where we visited a wetland. I peered in, keeping my feet dry, keeping my eyes on the tall vegetation we were passing by. You never know what you will find in a swamp.
I’ll tell you what you will find: odd and amazing plants; Wondrous trees; Sometimes a creature or two; Perfume.
Research a few years ago suggested that going for a hike in the forest was good for our health. When I saw the headlines, I was a bit skeptical. These days, with more hindsight, it is clear the Japanese term for this activity, ‘shinrin-yoku’, captures its spirit – forest bathing.
When it is mosquito season and we head into the forest, a shower is one of the last things you want to do in preparation. Ingredients in soap and shampoo can be mightily enticing to all kinds of biting insects.
As an undergrad, I was required to spend 6 weeks in the Cranberry Lake Wilderness to complete my undergrad degree. Being young, I chose the first session to get it over with so I could have a sunny summer vacation. That choice might not have been the wisest as we experienced the entire seasonal succession of biting insects – beginning with the dreaded black fly, followed by mosquitoes, then the deer and horse flies, and then finally an insect I hadn’t experienced before or after then: the stable fly. The stable fly is a silver insect resembling a house fly1. Its biggest nuisance is that its bite was the most painful of all and, while we had become adept at killing insects by the middle of our summer session, none of us ever killed one of those silver beasts. Their speed was unapproachable…
Almost all of us were using DEET-based repellent at the beginning of camp. When the repellent started melting our plastic pencils such that we could leave our fingerprints in their surface, most of us moved away from DEET-based products. The best solution was to shower once a week (at most).
So on this morning, after experiencing a heavy mosquito load just three days prior, I left the house without showering. And yet now, just a few hours of leaving the forest, I am perfumed.
What the heck am I talking about? I have no idea. You’ll have to trust me, but there are some amazing scents in swamp forests. Atlantic whitecedar have their own scent that spritzes the landscape with its essence through the shedding of leaves and bark each year.
Adding both base notes and highlights to the Spice du Swamp, this swamp was also full of eastern white pine, eastern larch (or, my fave name for larch: hackmatack), spruce, holly, pitcher plants, etc. Though a former coniferphile, I will concede that the scents offered by conifers are a bonus. Specifically, there is something about the northern wetland forest scent that gives its own character.
Mix them all together on some wet soils and top it off with a thick layer of sphagnum and you have one fine perfume: “It’s the idea of an arboreal home. Very contemporary and chic, yet distinctly Pleistocene. It is a picante, floral coniferales perfume with boreal bass notes. Coniferales are very boreal. They’re a metaphysical variant of scent. They’re more sublime. They’re something mysterious, because the accord itself really doesn’t smell like anything else you know.”2
Really. If I could have a soap that provides the scent on my skin at this moment, I would constantly be reminded that I was in paradise.
Next time you have the opportunity to visit a swamp – go! Go and bathe in its rich perfume. Should you prefer to not get your feet too wet, I recommend Shallow Lake in the Pigeon Wilderness in the Adirondacks or Saco Heath in Maine, 2015’s Best Overlooked Gem.
1 – An old publication on the biting insects in the Adirondacks.