Arboretum Polyn is not about absinthe and bohemian evenings. It's about Ukrainian incense, which was burned in the house to cure diseases, worn in wreaths and put under the pillow.

Polyn is smoky green, bitter, smells like the steppe after rain, a wooden church in the mountains and the hands of a grandmother drying herbs in a darkened barn. It is a scent of purification and protection, of wormwood fires and a wedding wreath, in which both hope and sadness smoulder.

The composition includes not only Artemisia absinthium, but also Roman wormwood - spicier and softer, Tauride wormwood - dry and burning, like the Crimean sun, grey wormwood - like silver smoke, and lemon wormwood - bright, like a memory of childhood in your grandmother's yard.

This is a potion for the soul, in which every note is a talisman.