
The past few days have been filled with reflection on past springs, enriched by simple yet deeply rewarding experiences. I reminisce about gathering wild violets from my yard and crafting tiny purple bouquets that brought joy to my heart. I remember dusting off my flower press and journaling about my favorite botanicals, adding little notes beside the dried blooms. And there's the memory of gathering white sage and crafting bundles for burning, filling the air with its soothing scent. These moments hold a special place in my heart, and today, I'm journeying back to those soulful moments in time, bringing their essence back into my life.




As I journey back through memories, I'm drawn to a soulful period of my life: the moment I made my very first batch of soap. Even after nearly twenty-seven years, the passion still envelops every bar I cut and wrap. It's not magic, but it feels akin to it—something even more profound. The blood, sweat, and tears, though cliché, formed the very foundation of this business. It's the perseverance that has guided every step I've taken.
There have been countless moments when I've contemplated throwing in the towel over the many years. No pun intended, but the relentless urge to persevere has always overshadowed any doubts or negative voices. This resilience is key to unlocking your full potential. Never let the naysayers deter you. I'll never forget the time a family member on my husband's side asked me if I knew how many soap makers there were. The question felt insulting and hurtful, and I now realize it was intentional. I've never understood jealousy or envy, but I've witnessed it many times—unfortunately, it's part of the journey of forming a small business. The trick is to let it slide, and do so swiftly. Your success will be the ultimate reward, especially when faced with naysayers trying to bring you down. I am sharing this to prepare you because they will come! Never waver in your trust and faith. Those two human gifts are the foundation for a firm house that no one can tear down, not even the big bad wolf! Ha!
As we draw closer to spring we celebrate its arrival by introducing aromatic new soaps and clean skincare essentials. I get excited when a new product sells out in its first week of introduction! Our tallow cream and magnesium balm have sold out twice! Honestly, I completely understand because they contain darn good ingredients that perform. Always important to Bittersweet that our products do what they say they are going to do. We don't offer any crafted product that doesn't.


As I reflect on old favorite pastimes that have become new favorites, baking, and bread making hold a special place in my heart. Many years ago, I dabbled in sourdough bread making after a co-worker shared some starter with me. I vividly remember the months spent crafting loaves, but eventually, the demanding nature of the process wore me out.
Nowadays, I've adopted a different approach, focusing more on sharing the joy of sourdough with friends and family. I bake two loaves each week, and it's become the only bread I consume. Store-bought bread, with its myriad of chemicals, no longer finds its way into my kitchen. I prefer to refer to it as "so-called" bread due to its artificial additives.

A couple of years ago we propagated our fiddle figs at the shop and shared starters with customers. The process is time-consuming and typically takes about six weeks before the plant starts to root, but it's worth the time when you hand the starter over to a new caretaker. If you want to do this simply cut a stem off of your existing fig dip it in root hormone powder and place it in clean distilled water. Don't use tap water. Change the water out every week with fresh. Once it starts to root it takes off. This is when you place the single stem in the dirt and watch it grow. I love getting plant starters from friends. A few years ago a customer shared a starter with me and now it's a healthy flourishing plant. Little things.

Last spring I planted a variety of herbs in my planters on my deck. I planted peppermint and thyme along with a few other favorite herbs. We made peppermint tea and used the fresh herbs in preparing meals. It was a joy to simply open my kitchen door and grab fresh herbs. More little things that create a soulful spring.

When Patrick was a small boy he'd ask me when I baked or prepared dinner if I seasoned the dish with love. The phrase has stuck with me over the years and I've learned that there's some truth to it. When we bake and cook meals from scratch it's a token of love to the recipient. Love is wrapped into each and every ingredient that is added to create the dish. I remember sitting at my grandmother Christine's kitchen table writing down her chocolate pie recipe when I was a young girl. I didn't know at the time that the moment would forever stay forged into my heart and memories, but I'm thankful that it has. I know that you have similar stories that help to create not just a soulful spring, but a soulful life.

I've been a forager before I could walk. My mom used to strap me on her back when I was a wee one and hunt for her favorite fungi. She'd then take her bounty of morels home and soak them in salt water before cooking them in butter and serving them to her much-appreciated family. I skipped a few years of hunting, but last year I took my brother and dad to one of my favorite mushroom locations and we came home with a mess and enough for all of us to enjoy. We're planning on going again once the ground warms up a bit more.
Your spring might not look like mine, but it's yours! Your stamp is on it!
Keep the faith.
Jill
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