Soap making

There is a distinct, quiet thrill that comes from standing over a stainless steel pot, protective goggles on, knowing you are about to harness a powerful

There is a profound, quiet magic that happens when you combine simple kitchen oil with an alkali solution to create something as essential as soap.

When I first dipped my toe into the world of soap making, I was obsessed with the chemistry—the oils, the lye, the magical transformation of saponification.

The gentle art of breathing new life into leftovers has always captivated me, whether it is felting wool scraps or, in this case, reclaiming soap.

For years, I walked past the tall, watery-stemmed plants with orange trumpet flowers in the creek behind my house without a second glance, unaware of the

I’ve spent years curating the perfect fibers for my knitting and embroidery projects, only to realize I was washing them in harsh, synthetic chemicals

For me, the morning ritual has always been sacred, anchoring my day before the chaos begins. Years ago, I realized I could combine my two biggest morning

There is a singular magic in the world of fiber arts that happens when you stop buying generic supplies and start creating your own tools.

I still remember the first batch of soap I ruined; it was a lumpy, separating mess that taught me more than any success ever could. Over years of blending

The first time I successfully emulsified a blend of oils and lye, watching it transform into a creamy, thick batter, it felt less like crafting and more