Before I move on to soap lets just take a peak at that awesome sidewalk me brick layin' friend Jay gifted me with. He finished it today before heading back home. Keep in mind...made with all recycled brick from our old chimney circa 1897
Even the weed barrier under the bricks was recycled, using the black plastic we used to wrap the hogs in (dead hogs, no live hogs have ever been wrapped in Plastic on this farm, they have been wrapped in sawdust and straw but never plastic). Towards the back you'll see the clay drainage tiles.
The one on the right I will use as a small fire pit and the one on the left is filled with gravel and supporting the tall white column. The column came from son Colton's porch, another century old house and I plan to attach birdhouses to it, an antique clock, or maybe more climbing vines or perhaps a big pot of flowers on the top with trailing IVY...hard to say how it will end up.
More soon as the Secret Garden evolves.
So, onto soap. A great week for making it and selling it. Not such a great week for ADDRESSING it. No, not in "Hi Soap, how are you?" That's just goofy, I mean putting it in a package and addressing it to be mailed. Soap that was to go to Susan in California was accidentally sent to Susan in WI. Fortunately Susan number one emailed me about the mistake and offered to send it on to Susan number two, and Susan number two has graciously accepted my apology for the tardy soap delivery.
In the meantime I did get around to participating in AMY WARDEN'S weekly soap challenge. I missed a couple weeks. The goal was to make gradient soap and the process went fairly well. Except that I over poured my Castor oil by one ounce, giving me a softer soap than usual.
Cutting it caused a little smearing. I used Indigo powder to color it. Loved the muted blue grey I got but ticked that my new camera is STILL in the shop (waiting for a part they ordered to come in) and my photos are back to sucking.
Loaded with excuses aren't I ? What will I do when my Nikon is returned and my soap still looks second rate ? I'll blame the lye I use of course. And after that, the essential oils and after that my stick blender, and after that the phase of the moon. the slope of my kitchen floor. the dimness of my bulb...so to speak.