Simply said, but the phrase holds true. You will encounter creative blocks every now and then, but just as with anything else, you rally on and discover your creations evolve just like you do, not without failures and inconsistencies. It's also a metaphor for life!
We're in the deepness of winter. Having lived in the midwest most of my life I've learned to embrace it. I love the coziness and solitude that winter brings.
It felt amazing to be back at the store on Saturday! Little did I envision the clusters of folks that would welcome me back after our long winter's nap. The soulful memories of Saturday are still ever-present and rushing through my mind. My heart is once again filled with gratitude and joy. Our Soap Sale lasted but a few hours before we sold out. The Cowboy Cookies didn't last long! Of all the cookie recipes this one is atop my cookie favorite! Folks could also refer to this dense cookie as "a kitchen sink cookie", simply because it has a number of ingredients. If you haven't made a Cowboy Cookie, I think you should.
In keeping with my Great Grandmother Lucy's approval, I'm launching a line that's centered around items that, well, she'd approve. Chunky blocks of dish soap, (zero waste), natural bristle dish soap brushes, and the most adorable Irish linen looking aprons that you simply slip over your head. Wool dryer balls with an assortment of essential oils, lavender laundry soap, and cotton dish towels combine to create the soulful Bittersweet line.
I mentioned in my last post about how it's an honor to be recognizing the talented and resourceful women in my life that have guided me in ways that I'd never imagined. My sweet soft-spoken mom is included in my appreciation. I have a fragrance named after her and every time I make an Alice bracelet I'm reminded of her gentleness and gracefulness.
The sign guy dropped by on Thursday and delivered two new signs.
I'm thrilled with both and always happy when something turns out better than imagined. We've talked about expectations many times. It's best not to have any, but it's sure hard not to!
Fresh Gardenias arrived on Thursday! Their aromatic perfume filled the store! When I was a young girl my mom and dad dined at a Polynesian restaurant that served fresh gardenia on a cocktail. My mom would always save the gardenia and bring it home. I was in awe over this beautiful and enchanting flower. One sniff transforms you to a happy place! The memories that associate with this beautiful creamy flower are grand!
We're braiding some amazing scent combinations and believe it or not pondering new fragrances for spring. I'm still relishing in winter, but it won't be long before I begin dreaming of spring and all of her bounty.
Keep the faith.
Jill
