The beautiful paper sheets have arrived at the apothecary shoppe! I am pondering some wallpaper ideas with the beautiful paper. The extra large prints would also be stunning in frames.
The eyes have it! This was the most popular print at the shoppe on Saturday. Kind of a steam-punk look, don't you think.
It's lavender month at the brick and mortar shoppe. Prints, Linen Spray, Laundry Soap, Stress Sticks, Shower Bursts, Perfume, Soaking Salt, Soap, Bundles, Dryer Sachets, Feed-sack Sachets, Bath Melts. Infused with the aromatic pure essential oil.
I'm slowly adding the new spring line of products to the web shoppe. The soap menu is rather small. Delighted to explain why. Bittersweet experienced a record holiday season. Word is getting out about this little apothecary shoppe tucked inside a beautiful historic century old home. The contents inside, hand made, and the creator is fostering the spirit of creativity. Feeling blessed.
Bittersweet will be celebrating our eighteen anniversary in April. Sometimes it feels like I've been a soap maker forever. I am a third generation soap maker! My great grandmother Lucy passed down the craft to her granddaughter Vivian, and in turn she passed it to me. Even when I first starting making soap, the process felt familiar to me. When formulating new cremes, oils, skin care, I've always had a blessing of having insight about what works, doesn't. I've always felt that a bit strange, and wondered where these feelings came from as I never witnessed either my great grandmother or aunt in soap making action. I don't put too much thought into it. It feels soulfully right, however to make things, always has.
There are a number of changes being made at the soap shop on water street. I'm always intrigued how a small business person like myself evolves. Watching from afar, learning what customers like, don't, prefer. It changes from year to year. Nothing stays the same, ever. Some of those changes require a constant check with supply and demand. What we need is lots of soap! You may recall the story book I used to read to my son Patrick when he was a toddler.
The soap kettle is calling!
Enjoy caring and sharing winter days.
Warmly,
Jill 00
