The scent wafting from inside, a mix of ceremonial resins, smoked spices, burnt citrus, dry ice, quarry stone, seaports, old flower petals, overripe fruit, spent fuel, yesterday’s coffee and minty tea, gives this whole block in Seattle’s North End an aura that rocks the visitor forward and backward.
— That's the scent wafting from inside Seattle's Blackbird, one of several brands mentioned in Seattle’s indie perfumers bottle nature’s mysterious, sexy scents at The Seattle Times.