Woody

Cypress smells like walking through a Mediterranean forest on a crisp autumn morning. It's dry and slightly resinous, reminiscent of pencil shavings and cedarwood, but with a distinctly herbaceous, almost minty freshness that catches the back of your nose. There's an underlying earthiness—the smell of weathered wood and dry leaves—mixed with a subtle piney sweetness. It's not heavy or oppressive; rather, it's clean and grounding, with a whisper of incense-like smokiness that feels both ancient and somehow austere.

Green

Rosemary smells like standing in a sun-baked Mediterranean herb garden on a hot afternoon. It's intensely herbaceous and peppery, with a sharp, almost minty bite that clears your sinuses. There's an underlying woodiness—imagine crushing fresh sprigs between your fingers and catching that piney, slightly resinous exhale. It's green in the most literal sense: fresh, slightly bitter, and vaguely medicinal, like the smell of a high-street chemist mixed with a country kitchen.