I'm working very hard on soap this week, cooking it at night after chores, then cutting it up the next night after cooking some more. I can wash away the woes of the world with all this lovely, pure,creamy, sweet smelling soap. After bread, soap is the stuff of life. It's the gift that keeps on giving. I don't deal in foo-foo goods. Everything I make is wonderfully basic and simple. I like it that way.
Friday, October 12, 2012
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