The scent of the dry tea is dominated by a very melony note of prickly pear. On sight it’s definitely a rooibos, but eyes closed it smells pale green. I prefer keeping my eyes open, though, as it’s such a pretty tea – riddled with perfect little rose buds and chunks of fruit.
In the cup, it’s quite flavourful, but still manages to come off light, accessible and eminently drinkable.
[Purchased at Tehörnan in Uppsala, fall 2012.]