There is this place that I like to go to. A place where I can be alone in the bright sunlight. A place where I can sit and listen to the waves of water crashing a long the shore. The Smell of salt consumes me as the water splashes along the sandy shores. This place is a wonderful luxurious place called the beach.
The nice weather this past weekend has made me a bit stir crazy, anxious for summer to arrive. I've been itching for months to make these soaps, the molds sitting in the soap room waiting for the iron to strike...and today was THE day it happened. And they are already listed in our online shop!
5 comments:
Ahhh, I can hear the roar of the ocean looking at your soaps! :)
Very cool! Those are making miss the ocean for sure!
Yay! Glad that you got a chance to make the so the beachy shell soap that you'be been wanting to make for so long =) They look great!
Teresa ~ and we're standing on a very warm sandy beach...not to be confused with the beaches in Maine that are cold. LOL
Burnt Mill ~ I miss the ocean, too.
Anne-Marie ~ thanks. And congrats on the birth of Bramble Bump...he's absolutely adorable!
Happy Birthday Sweetie!
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