Ghost Walk - Petrichor Candle

The recognisable smell just after it’s rained, when the ground is still slightly damp and a cool breeze is blowing. Wrapping your coat tighter around you, you look up to the full moon that casts an eerie glow illuminating the tree branches. There’s a buzz of excitement in the air, with a feeling of trepidation and intrigue as the Ghost Walk begins...
“Here it’s said the ghost of a young woman can be seen walking the wooded path with a basket of fresh cut flowers on her arm. If you listen carefully you can hear her gently singing voice drifting on the wind”.