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Yes, we develop noses before we are born, but what I am going to talk about is fine-tuning the sense of smell.

A good perfumist develops a nose after a length of time which enables them to distinguish between pure, quality essences and those that are poor quality or adulterated (extended or modified by the inclusion of chemicals or other oils). 

I call myself a “budding perfumist.”  My olfactory system needs many years of training before it will tell me everything I need to know when greeting new essences.  Training consists of a lot of sniffing, and studies that include reading, and comparing-grouping of essential oils in general. 

I was surprised when I opened a tiny bottle of chamomile that I purchased from a different supplier.  It didn’t smell right.  In my mind, it had to have been adulterated.  For the aromatherapist, one that needs pure unadulterated oils, the chamomile that I purchased would act as a placebo.  It simply is not workable.

What does this mean to me? I am not exactly sure, except that I am developing a nose for something, something other than the man-made deodorants that can fill our air.  Is this a good thing? I believe so.  It is one more step towards knowing what I do not want to smell in a perfume formula. 

For those of you who are not perfumists, have you developed a nose for particular fragrances and oils through the years?

For those of you who work with essential oils on a regular basis, or have studied them, or better yet, for those of you that are experienced perfumists, when did you notice your nose developing, and would you say it is still in-training? My thought is, for those of us passionate about fragrance, our noses will always be learning.   I find it fascinating.

Grains Of Sand

As if on a sandy beach, we leave our footprints.  Footprints that can go away quickly, as swift as the wind blows. 

To leave more permanent footprints we must find more stable ground, with footing on materials that solidly hold an impression.

My husband and I have been busy with both of our business’s.  As I worked into the 18th hour one evening last week I realized that I was going to have to shut down to be productive.  I also realized that credibility was going to sink if I did not get rest.  Credibility is important with our network of customers and contractors.  Credibility – set on firm ground.

As grains of sand flow through our fingers, so does time.  And then, as time flows, we realize that most everything is small stuff.  Everything except the root of human contact.  The contact that makes a difference in each of our lives. 

I found the comparison of grains of sand to be grounding.  Just what do we want to say about ourselves when the grains run out? We worked hard every day.  Not good.  We worked hard every day to make a difference in life, and lives.  Yes! There is the solid footing I am looking for.  How about you?

 After filling a number of orders of bottled lotions I thought about the changes my goat milk lotions have taken this year.

I wrote a blog post here in the midst of last winter, where I talked about making goat milk lotions per order.  After reaching a lotion consistency that I am happy with, I stopped offering lotions by thickness (even though I will customize if asked to do so).  It took time, trial and error, to tweak the formula to one that I can call creamy, yet, fluid enough to nearly get the last drop from the bottle. 

The formula is also more nurturing, with the added benefits of jojoba oil, a plant-based wax that moisturizes without greasiness, and soothing aloe vera.

I began Annie’s Goat Hill Handcrafted Soaps as a soapmaker with no thoughts of lotion-making.  In fact, my first lotions were crafted from a pre-made base (not sold here).  After much consideration I attempted a simple formula.  The work that followed has been rewarding, mostly so because of my happy clients.  In no way, shape or form, do I work for myself! I am blessed in that respect.  Thank you!

I created this soap after a client asked if I would be interested in the facial blend.  She had read that geranium is an essential oil that many people use for skin care.  It is good for both dry and oily skin types.   The aroma is pleasant, much like rose.

I find ylang ylang to be a balancing and soothing essential oil.  Essential oils fascinate me.  The world is full of wonderful essences that present individual properties, all unique.   

Kaolin rose is a great complexion clay.  It tends to assist with soft lathering of the soap as well.

I scented lightly as I personally am not fond of strong scents in a facial product.

Geranium Ylang Ylang goat milk soap facial bars are now available in my soap store. 

As always, enjoy!

What Type Of Meat?

I am often good for a laugh, especially during wildy hectic times in my life.

Today was no exception.

My husband, Bob, and I stopped at a greasy spoon hot dog/BBQ shop for lunch.

Bob ordered his food and then stepped away in search of a restroom.

The gentleman behind the counter asked me, “Do you know what toppings your husband wants?”

I looked at the order and saw that my husband had ordered a footer.

I replied, “If you can tell me what kind of meat is in a footer I can tell you what toppings to put on it.” 

The man’s response was a stare.  I was confused.

I then approached it at a different angle, thinking he didn’t understand what I was asking.  I said, “If you can point out the footer on the menu, I will know what toppings to have added to his sandwich.” 

Again, the man stared at me, and this time with a very odd expression.  I was growing uncomfortable.

Another employee stepped out of the kitchen and said, “Most people order their footers with sauce, cheese, and onions.” 

I thought about it for a moment.  I knew my husband would not like sauce on his foot long sub sandwich.

Then it dawned on me.  Ohhhhhh…a footer.  I was in a shop that specializes in foot long hot dogs, wasn’t I?

The brain was back in full gear!

Can you imagine what the guy was thinking when I asked what type of meat was in a footer?

Busyness with our businesses…beyond that I think we can call it mush!

Life without humor, where would we be?

When I call and you choose to respond to me with sharp words.  Go ahead.  I love you regardless.

When you call and talk about all of the problems that have affected your world recently.  Go ahead.  Life sure isn’t easy, is it?

When you do not believe that I am honest, with integrity, with full intentions of doing what is right, so be it.  I cannot please the world. 

But, when you call or write and tell me you love my products, my work, my customer service, my blog posts, my Facebook page, or Twitter, I so appreciate your acknowledgement of my hard work. 

So, you’ve had a bad day? That’s okay!

(Note, I have been assisting my husband with his business the past several weeks.  Dealing with customers has been interesting.  With the right attitude, it can be a life-learning and strengthening adventure.  We have to look at the world with humor and positive thoughts.  Perhaps, just perhaps, I’ll make a difference in someone’s bad day.)

Fond Vintage Memories

Such wonderful memories of grandmother in her starched “house dresses.”  They normally were a pale-colored plaid, cotton blend, with a hem below the knee.  Grandmother, a small woman, in wire-framed glasses, whom was kind but spoke her mind, washed her face and brushed her teeth, and put her hair into a “bun” before she greeted the kitchen – or us – each morning.  God bless her. 

How about the memories of dressing up just to go shopping? Going to Sears was a big deal! We didn’t have much money, but we did look respectful.  There was no excuse for being dirty or messy.  Manners were also highly rated!

My grandmother and mother spent hours at the sewing machine each and every spring and fall, sewing dresses, pant-suits (in the late 60’s, early 70’s), and even coats.  I can still smell the fresh fabric as the steam from the iron pressed open the new seams.

I sometimes miss those special times.  I’ll throw on a decent t-shirt and jeans, and sometimes a pair of flip-flops and make a quick trip to the grocery store.  Yet, I sometimes miss the big a-do of shopping.  Perhaps in prior times it was all about not shopping often, it really was a treat.  Wasn’t it?

Can we call them vintage memories? Perhaps.  I want to hear about yours!

Fresh Picked Apples

Guess what caught me by surprise? The ripening of the apples!

It is mid-September, apples should be of no surprise.  We are also having cool, crisp nights with little breezes that hint at autumn.  So, why not?

Our wild goose family made an appearance on the pond this morning.  They had been gone for over a month.  As I watched them splash and play I realized I had better pick some of the apples before there were no more pickens’ remaining! The geese love apples. 

We have another apple tree above the pond that produces golden delicious apples.  I never get to them before they ripen.  They are ready earlier in the season, when the geese and their young are still on the pond each and every day.

I do not know the variety of the apples I picked today.  They are very crisp and tart.  They aren’t the prettiest apples in the world, but let me tell you, they make absolutely wonderful pies. 

Are you ready for fall?

I think I’ll sit outside late this evening with a steamy cup of coffee and enjoy the quiet, the stars, and the coolness without the threat of mosquitos.  I would love to stretch this perfect time of year out a few more months!

Enjoy!

When Creativity Wanes

Creativity, like life itself, seems to have its cycles. I find it interesting.

Blog writing has been difficult for me recently.  What has worked from time to time is to tote my laptop when I am away from the shop and the farm.  I will then hear or see something that totally inspires writing.

Soaping follows the same type of path.  Creativity does not always happen in the shop.  Fresh ideas pop up after I smell, read, hear, away from the soap studio itself.  Nature often does it.

A person cannot force creative thoughts.

What inspires you to write or try something new (or perhaps crafty)?

When are you most creative?

Do you find creativity to be an important need in  your life?

Before I hit the publish button, I’ll throw in one more thought.  Sound sleep.  Do your creative juices wane or flow when snoozing has been plentiful? What about the idea of sleeping with a pad of paper and pencil nearby, so those 2 AM brainstorms can be penned?

It Is The Small Things

Have you reached a point in your life where you realize how much you appreciate the small things?

We all have days when nothing seems to feel right.  How about the times when the normal feels mundane? Then there are the days when the ordinary comes with newness. 

One  morning I was distributing hay.  The morning was routine.  I always watch for behaviour, to ensure each goat is well, but I am sure there are times when I stop noticing much of their common actions.  That particular morning I heard their hooves as they approached.   I heard an excited rumble of hoofbeats.  I was filled with gratefulness.  Such a small thing, the sound of hooves, but such a joyous thing to be able to notice and enjoy.

As we fall into the day-in and day-out patterns of our lives, I hope each of us notices something small to enrich the time we have here.  The smallest of things can be a blessing.

Promise me, please.  Enjoy!

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