I have been out of lotion bars for awhile, so I used a double boiler to melt coconut oil, olive oil, beeswax, and lemon essential oil. The lotion bars are a little softer than I would like, but maybe they need more time to harden.
Then I moved to herb projects. I picked my rosemary, basil, lemon thyme, juniper, lavendar, marjoram, and sage. The goal was to replicate some herb salt Christina brought me from Denmark and make smudge sticks. I pulverized a coarse salt with rosemary, lemon thyme, basil, and added juniper berries. I made several different smudge sticks with combinations of sage, lavender, marjoam, juniper, and even some rose petals. I have to wait until they dry before I know how they turned out. That might be awhile, since it is very humid.
Yesterday, I picked red currents, black currents, gooseberries, raspberries, sour cherries, and service berries. I washed them up and froze them for various projects.
I was on a roll, so I found a recipe for Himalayan bath salt ideas. I found one that had peony petals. After drying the petals, I took 1/2 pink Himalayan salt, 1/2 cup Epsom salt, 1/4 cup of peony petals, and 1 T. of lavender flowers and added 4 T. of olive oil. Then I made my go to sugar scrub with 1 cup of sugar, 1 T. of lemon rind, 3 T. lemon juice, and 3 T. olive oil. I also made some chamomile/lemon hair de-tangler and face spray. That was about it for projects.
Even though it sounds like I was super busy, I had plenty of time to sit on the porch. As always I am amazed with what I see from my porch. Friday night while sipping a glass of chokecherry wine, something came out from beneath the front stairs. I couldn't see it's head and I thought that sure is a dark colored cat. Well, it wasn't a cat. It was a Pine Martin. I was so excited. It trotted up the sidewalk and wandered around the road. I was trying to get Kelly's attention, as he was inside the cabin so I didn't get a photo. You should have heard the squirrels cussing him. I was happy, because pine martins eat squirrels and our squirrels are nasty little creatures. Sure enough that wasn't the end of the story. Saturday morning, while enjoying my coffee on the porch, I heard a commotion by the bird feeder. A squirrel was just sitting there eating peacefully and here came the pine martin. The race was on. They went up the pine tree, down the pine tree, and off through the woods. I don't know if it caught the squirrel, but I hope it did. What excitement. These are some photos of a pine martin I took while elk hunting several years ago. They are very curious and remind me of a ferret. I hope he hangs around. I have plenty of mice, chipmunks, and squirrels for it to eat.