Calamus is the crown jewel of all green scents. It’s the fragrance of living plants, of freshly crushed stems and crumpled leaves. It’s the scent of a trampled meadow after a wild night of bacchanalia by unruly faeries and wood sprites. The scent of your fingers after you’ve been picking stems and the verdant juice clings to your skin. There are no sharp pine or tree notes here; Calamus is gentle and almost milky, a jumble of young leaves still sweet in their unfurled glory. For those who seek greener pastures, look no more. This is your holy grail.