Green

Fern smells like stepping into a cool, shaded forest after rain—green, slightly damp, and intensely herbaceous. Imagine crushing fresh fern fronds between your fingers: there's a mineral, almost cucumber-like freshness mixed with earthy soil undertones. It's crisp and slightly peppery, without the sweetness of flowers. The scent is clean but complex, reminiscent of wet moss, green stems, and that peculiar smell of plants thriving in shadowy, humid places where sunlight barely penetrates.

Woody

Fir smells like standing in a dense evergreen forest after rain—crisp, resinous, and slightly sharp. Imagine crushing fresh pine needles between your fingers, then inhaling deeply; you get that bright, almost minty freshness mixed with a woody dryness. There's a hint of turpentine's pungency, but gentler, warmer. It's clean without being soapy, green without being grassy. Think of the smell clinging to your clothes after a winter walk through coniferous woodland.