Lighting up these incense cones instantly transforms my living room into a serene sanctuary. The tea tree variant has this earthy, almost medicinal warmth—like a spa day bottled in smoke—while lemongrass is like slicing fresh citrus in a sunlit garden. Neither overpowers; they just hum quietly in the background.

What surprised me? The mosquito-repellent side effect! I burned one during my evening yoga session, and not a single bug buzzed near my mat. The ceramic holder (a freebie!) catches all the ash neatly—no messy cleanup.

Yes, they’re pricier than street-side dhoop sticks, but the ethics justify it for me: temple flowers upcycled, fair wages for women artisans, and zero river pollution. That said, I ration them—weekends only—to make the pack last.

Pro tip: Crack a window slightly. The smoke is minimal but lingers prettier with airflow. And those bonus flower seeds? Planted mine; waiting for karma to bloom.