Sustainability Journal

I love a long soak, but I haven’t always. When I was a kid, I couldn’t understand the adult obsession with bath-taking. So luxurious, so relaxing…excuse me? So BORING. At least once I got past the point of squeaky toys...

Jar-lined walls on worn wooden shelves, each shape as different as a body - tall, stretching its neck toward the ceiling, short and squat, poised to receive and be filled. This wabi-sabi sort of organization of our personal self-care apothecaries...