This is where it will take you when you take a sniff and close your eyes: You will find  yourself in the snow, feeling and hearing the mounds of snow crunching under your boots. You can smell the sticky pine sap as you pass the pine forest covered in a carpet of rust-colored pine needles.  You smell freshly lit fireplaces from neighboring villages and the cranberries and spices that were simmering on someone's stove.  And best of all, the fresh mistletoe bunches that people were cutting and hanging in their humble homes.  Ahhhhh.... You breathe it in.  This Snow Witch is something of a phenomenon.