Woody

Imagine walking through a sun-baked Mediterranean hillside where silvery-green shrubs release their oils into warm air. Canary Islands juniper smells like fresh-cut wood—crisp and slightly peppery—with a resinous undertone reminiscent of incense or pine needles. There's a subtle earthiness beneath, almost mineral, with hints of dry herbs and a whisper of gin botanicals. It's clean and woody without being sharp, more like inhaling the dry warmth of coastal scrubland than the green bite of typical juniper.

Oriental

Frankincense smells like walking into an ancient temple during incense ceremony—warm, slightly woody, with a subtle sweetness reminiscent of honey and old paper. There's a peppery, almost medicinal sharpness underneath, like the smell of a spice bazaar, combined with a dry, resinous warmth comparable to burning cedar wood. It's slightly creamy and balsamic, with whispers of citrus and pine. Imagine inhaling the aroma from inside a leather-bound antique book left in sunshine—that complexity and depth.