There’s a part of me that genuinely believes I was born in the wrong century. When I was a child I loved to imagine myself in the old west something like Laura Ingalls Wilder and her family. Living off the land and preparing all sorts of wonderful and useful home made concoctions. Sounds so glamours but not very realistic.
That part of me sneaks up every once in a while and I get the urge to bake or make a home remedy or some soap. Usually these urges are unheeded but this week is an exception.
This morning I baked some yeasty no-knead whole wheat rolls which were perfect for our lunch sandwiches of roast beef and pepper-jack cheese. While, over the past few days, I have been drying and packaging peppermint leaves I grew in my garden for tea. The aroma in my house on Monday was intoxicating and lasted for days as the oven and food dehydrator slowly did their magic and dried the leaves. After some simple tasks I now have two large canisters filled with loose tea leaves for gifts and for my own pantry. And I have plenty of peppermint in the garden to make some more next week and hope to stock up for the year.
This afternoon I’ve been trying something totally outside of my experiences. I’ve created a simple still on my stove and have begun the process of distilling lavender water from which I hope to extract lavender oil.
Once again the house smells like a perfumery and I’m so giddy at the thought of my first adventure in making my own frangrances for bath and body soaps and salts.
Leave a comment… tell me what you like to make at home.