This is my soapmaking recipe, which I post here for everyone who might use it and for myself, because I know I will end up losing it again and having to experiment with proportions once more to get it right. It has happened two times so far. » Continue Reading
I wrote this poem on the occasion of a friend's dream, in which he was the King of Spain. I entitled it El sueño del rey mozo , which would translate to something such as A Young King's Dream , or The Dream of the Young King. » Continue Reading
I think of lilacs as plants in sisterhood with old ladies. They belong to a certain age in which flowering plants could grow to their full sizes in open gardens, and reach a certain venerable character in their flowering for the fortieth or fiftieth year. They are also associated with a certain kind of perfume category, the soliflore perfumes, in which the perfumer tries to recreate the smell of a... » Continue Reading