I used to tutor Saudi international students in English. Their apartments always smelled of oud smoke. I loved it. It smelled clean, rich, and almost poetic. When one friend returned to his home and family for the summer, he brought me back a little gold box of oud chips. I still have it.
I associate oud with friendship, especially vital friendships across cultures and nations.
I genuinely hope they’re successful in saving the wild trees.