The thing about trying to Frankenstein a lavender soap out of bits and pieces of a bunch of historical recipes...
Soap: Fit the Eleventh (ex Arte, eat your heart out)
Soap: Fit the Tenth (The Poor Decisions Are Unending)
So remember that time. When I thought it was a good idea. To try and make a new soap in the later hours of my evening.
Soap: Fit the Ninth (Continuing Developments)
As I sit here with the luxurious scent of soap I bought in London gently wending its way from betwixt the too-weak atoms of the quart-sized freezer bag I've unceremoniously shoved them into, I think to myself: Yes, good, *this* is the atmosphere I need to relay more *Soap Adventures.*
Soap: Interregnum
I threatened in my latest issue of The Minor Hours and Small Thoughts Magazine that I would start putting these experimental archaeology write-ups in their own separate posts-- but I've lost some momentum, so best to reorient ourselves in the narrative.
Issue 41, containing: Soap (An Evening of Tragedies), Become Your Own Historically Questionable Apothecary!, &c.
Last week we were off for surprise medical matters. This week let us return to our significantly more disastrous run-ins with historical recreations.
Issue 40, containing: Soap, Local Wanderings, Notes from the Fall Collection, Perhaps a Smidgeon of Medical Horror After All, Commonplaces, &c.
Hello, new Gentle Readers, who may be coming here due to a questionable subscription to the regular blog.
Issue 37, containing: Home Improvement Through Hacksaws, Soap, Regarding Medlars, The Reading Society, &c.
What is a week? A lie and a fallacy. But sometimes weeks are real (SOMETIMES), and herein are some stories about them.
Issue 36, containing: Soap (At Considerable Length and Tragedy), Commonplaces, &c.
As suggested prior, the Sunday Edition was in fact released-- though how it may progress, only time will tell.
Issue 35, containing: Lavender Oyl, Soap, Letters, Commonplaces, &c.
I was wondering aloud today whether there might be value in a Sunday Edition of these pages, with puzzles (and perhaps cartoons?) to wile away the hours-- particularly as we are entering a period of time where perhaps a distraction such as that might be a welcome one at present.
Issue 34, containing: Soap, The Blatant Lies of Technology, On the Matter of Oyles, Commonplaces, &c.
The thing about getting groceries that should be processed upon returning from the store is that one must, then, take the time to process them.
Katherine Crighton 