Sweet at first. Vanishes later. đź‘»
Fragrance Notes:
Top: Plum, Orange, Cherry
Middle: Violet, Cinnamon
Base: Cedar, Vanilla
You swore you felt something. A hand grazing yours between the branches. A whisper tucked inside the wind. A scent so rich and inviting—cherry, orange, and ripe plum—that it could only mean someone was still here. But when you turned around? Nothing. No footsteps. No texts. Just air thick with regret and a fragrance you can't forget.
Ghosted in the Orchard is the story of the one you should’ve let go—but didn’t. A fruit-forward apparition draped in violet and cinnamon, seductive enough to lure you back under falling leaves and false hope. The warmth of cedar and vanilla lingers like a memory you keep re-writing—because maybe they weren’t that bad? Maybe they’ll come back?
Spoiler: They won’t.
They never do.
But you’ll keep burning this candle anyway, just in case.
It’s not just a scent. It’s the moment you realized you weren’t picking apples—you were picking red flags. A ghost story scented with poor decisions, seasonal denial, and the kind of perfume that makes you send a “you up?” text to someone who very much is not.
P.J. Candle Co. Scent #135
Sweet at first. Vanishes later. đź‘»
Fragrance Notes:
Top: Plum, Orange, Cherry
Middle: Violet, Cinnamon
Base: Cedar, Vanilla
You swore you felt something. A hand grazing yours between the branches. A whisper tucked inside the wind. A scent so rich and inviting—cherry, orange, and ripe plum—that it could only mean someone was still here. But when you turned around? Nothing. No footsteps. No texts. Just air thick with regret and a fragrance you can't forget.
Ghosted in the Orchard is the story of the one you should’ve let go—but didn’t. A fruit-forward apparition draped in violet and cinnamon, seductive enough to lure you back under falling leaves and false hope. The warmth of cedar and vanilla lingers like a memory you keep re-writing—because maybe they weren’t that bad? Maybe they’ll come back?
Spoiler: They won’t.
They never do.
But you’ll keep burning this candle anyway, just in case.
It’s not just a scent. It’s the moment you realized you weren’t picking apples—you were picking red flags. A ghost story scented with poor decisions, seasonal denial, and the kind of perfume that makes you send a “you up?” text to someone who very much is not.
P.J. Candle Co. Scent #135
