All I can smell is the sweet fragrance of roses. That's what you get when you spend a day with lovely Isea chopping roses, boiling roses, pureeing roses, forming roses into beads and rolling said beads in rose oil. And it is a lovely smell, the epitome of beauty. The scent followed me to bed last night, all over my body, sighing into my pores, releasing the soft earthy aura through my dreams. So lovely. Thing is, that real rose is so much different than the synthetic...I can feel the sun upon which their lovely faces turned in adoration, and the rain fall upon their velvet petals. I can feel the thorns, protecting such loveliness and taste the dank earth which rooted their dreams. It's like opening a window and letting in a breath of fresh air in direct contrast to the cloying and claustrophobic scent of synthetic rose.
The beads are still drying and they smell....so....good. Lucian...the little....got on the counter and squished a few of mine. AHHHH! But most are OK....they should harden enough by tomorrow to string them and dry them in the oven.
Speaking of petals, there is this divine gown made of glorious silk that I tried on today which felt like wearing petals. it was gorgeous, but alas too small...and besides, where the hell would I wear a gown?
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1. cut up a whole bunch of rose petals
2. Cover them with water in a big ol cast iron pot
3. Boil for 1 hour
4. cool for 1 hour
5. boil for another hour adding water if necessary
6. puree in blender and cool for another hour
7. boil until most of the water is gone
8. Strain through a metal sieve
9. Form into beads
10. Let dry until it almost all the moisture is gone
11. String on a wire
12. Hang in the oven and put on low heat until they are hard
13. Sand them down....
14. Roll in rose oil....
:)