Do you have autodysomophobia? Do you even know what that is? In its most basic sense, it is the fear of bad smells.
I hate gardening. To me, it is back-breaking, dirty, sweaty work that is never finished. Because of my intense disinterest, I know very little about plants and flowers. I know the major ones, like grass, dandelions and thistles, but mostly I am happily clueless.
Here at the Savon Du Bois, we talk a lot about simplifying things and going back-to-basics. Rather than looking forward to medical advances and technology, we prefer to look back to a time when simple methods, basic tools and the bounty of nature provided all the cleansing, healing and medicinal remedies that were needed for everyday life.
Honey is a miracle of mother nature. In order to make one pound, little worker bees must collect from over two million flowers and fly a distance equal to more than three times around the world. One bee, on his own, will only make one-twelfth of a teaspoon of honey in its lifetime.
I talk a lot in my blogs about reading the ingredient list on your skin and body products. Hopefully, you are getting into this habit and have taken the time to read what we put into our goat's milk soap bars.
When I first started making soap a mere four months ago, I assumed it was like cooking. I figured I had a recipe to follow, a few ingredients to put in, some heating and stirring to do and a finished product at the end to enjoy.