Do you recall those almost summer days, by the end of May or begging of June when you were walking in a park and suddenly a sweet smell was invading you? You look up and then you see a tree full of yellow flowers with a smell that puts you in a dreaming state. And then you stop and enjoy the moment, the smell, the warm weather, the sun playing on your face between the branches. You breath in, you dream and then you breath out.

I have to recognize that I waited so long for the blooming of the elderflower. As soon as I saw the first flower I picked some from the forest near by. There is no juice to replace this one! I remember from my childhood when I was picking bags full of elderflower and my mother dried them on the table in the living room to keep them over the year. And the entire house was smelling of the elderflower parfum...