This afternoon we went to the Blandford Nature Center’s Harvest Festival. It was wierd. Not the festival; just the heat. It hardly seemed harvest-y. Fall is supposed to smell a certain way – that crisp air everyone always mentions; burning leaves, apple cider, etc. You know what I am talking about.
One of the activities at the Festival was a soap making demonstration. I forgot all about the fact that today didn’t smell right. This hand made soap smelled AMAZING. Earthy, but not in a
needs a shower bad patchouli way.
I know this is not an event, or an activity, but trust me. I always talk myself out of buying little treats like this because I think, “$3.50 for a bar of soap? That’s ridiculous.” And it is. But I’ve spent $3.50 or far less worthy things many, many times. Buy yourself something that smells wonderful. Life is short. You should smell good.