Ubique

It’s a rainy day. The clouds come and go, and the sun peeks out shyly: only when the clouds allow it. It’s as if they don’t want to let it shine as it deserves to in this season of the year.
I’ve decided to go for a walk in the forest, not far from here. I need to clear my mind and disconnect for a while. The scent of rain, wet earth, and nature relaxes me.

I start along a familiar path, but soon I veer off. I stop and watch the raindrops sliding slowly down the nettle leaves: unbothered by their sting.

The word ubique comes to mind: Latin for “everywhere.” And it fits: nettles are everywhere, lining the trail as it winds deeper into the forest.

I take a deep breath and catch the scent of savory, rosemary, and marjoram.
The rain intensifies, and I decide to head back, following the path now carpeted with nettles. I hope I don’t lose my way, they’re all around me: Ubique.

Olfactory Pyramid
Top notes: Nettle and eucalyptus
Heart notes: Rosemary, thyme, and basil
Base notes: Marjoram, summer savory, and Mediterranean pine