Green

Clover smells like a sun-warmed meadow on a lazy summer afternoon. Imagine crushed green stems releasing a slightly sweet, herbaceous aroma—fresh like cut grass, but softer and almost powdery. There's a delicate floralness underneath, reminiscent of honey without being sticky, with whispers of vanilla and hay. It's gentle and approachable, never sharp or aggressive, evoking childhood memories of rolling through fields and clover chains made for bracelets.

Woody

Vetiver smells like freshly turned earth after rainfall, mixed with dry hay and a whisper of smoke. Imagine walking through a sun-baked field where roots and soil still hold morning dew—that's the grounding, slightly dusty quality you'll encounter. There's an almost savoury, mineral-like character, with hints of cedarwood and green tea. It's simultaneously earthy and arid, never sweet, with a faint green-wood quality that feels both calming and deeply natural. Think of it as the scent of resilience and stability in olfactory form.