Today was a blur. Out of the house before 8am for the bus, plan to get out of work early but got nabbed just as I was about to leave – one hour later and it’s after 6.20pm when I got home.
I did get out to the Shed and sliced up yesterday’s frangipani / jasmine CP. It has some outer-space looking pastel colours persisting through it. But no photo today, and no more playing with the soap tonight, because…
Out again to our monthly poetry thing (for which I am the “Door Bitch”) – new venue for us at the Rose Hotel, and it worked well tonight.
Our friend Julie read her prizewinning poem – “For Julian who will never know we loved him“, which you can read from a link here:
I was the lucky recipient of a bag of dried rose petals from Veronica, who has the most luscious roses. They will be soap soon.
And I am about to fall asleep.
Tomorrow is the last day of Blogtober. If my work day doesn’t blow out like today’s did, I intend to take a pic of all my odd Floptober soaps lined up. And then… rest.
Til tomorrow, #blogtobersoapers2017