Since we've had only one new case of Covid in the area in the past two weeks The Mister and I agreed that he could head out to the golf course yesterday. He got a very stern talking to before he went. I stopped short of making him write out a will. After all we've done to stay safe he better darn sight not bring anything home.
I could have spent the day sewing but instead I pushed it all aside so I could make a soap mess instead.
I am down to my last three bars of Jewelweed soap and I can't do without it. It's not only good for poison ivy. I also find it soothing for bug bites and at the moment I am covered with them. I even had something sting me on the arm when I went out to mix the lye on the desk. It's awful out there. I am an itchy mess.
I had just enough of the beautiful dark green infused oil for one more nice sized loaf.
I also had a brand new bottle of lye waiting to be opened and secured.
It has no fancy butters or milk additives and is unscented. It was a beautiful pale green batter. I wish I had left the top alone. It went from being all rustic and creamy to something that looks like you should spread it on a cracker with that unnecessary sprinkle of sea salts and crumbled nettle leaves.
By the time that mess was cleaned up I only had enough energy to work on my almost completed yarn puzzle. All day to myself and that's the closest I came to yarn. Jeesh.