I am feeling under par today, so bear with me. I think the crap explosion that was my procrastocrafting weekend has worn me out, and my evening of cutting and photographing soap on Monday night finished me off. I may have a lurgy.
Nevertheless, behold my productivity! In all its soapy glory.
We have (clockwise from top) lavender tea rounds, rosehip and ginger, meditation soap and a felted flower. The teapot just got in the way and it looks sort of domesticated so I let it stay.
I had hoped to write something intelligent and perhaps mildly funny about the title of this post and how it came to be, but I think I'm about to slide off my chair and into oblivion.
Meditation soap - caution may cause you to fall headlong into your navel never to return.
