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.

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.