Flowering down the road this season. It's been a good one, with Tui and Bellbirds gorging themselves stupid on the abundant nectar. The really big harakeke swamp flaxes like these can put up spikes 4m+ tall.
The smell is incredibly peculiar; fermented orange skins, sunwarmed hardwood, nameless terpenes, condensed forest, pencil-ness, dry bull kelp, phantom marigold.