That's right. No soap. I've just not been myself lately. Tired and sluggish and wishing with all my heart that fall would get here and stop messing around (101 degrees Fahrenheit on Oct 1? Really??). But the brew is still doing its thing, mishing and mashing and turning into something scentatastic. I diluted a little in olive oil yesterday and wore it as perfume to work. I'd walk past someone and they'd say, "You smell like patchouli," or "You smell earthy," or "Is that sandalwood?" I'm hopeful it translates just as well into soap.
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