By Maryanna Gabriel
He was such a funny man. With buckets of courage, too. I am feeling a bit like Oscar Wilde when asked if he was writing. He replied that it was going very well. In the morning he put a comma in, and in the afternoon he had taken it out. Which kind of sums up my writing progress these days.
Surely, a breath of fresh air would help.
Feeling discouraged by an air freshener I had recently purchased online (do they pay people to review these things?) as the stench quite honestly made me gag. It reminded me of a maladorous penny candy from childhood. You know the kind. Those little packets that turned one's teeth and tongue into an agent orange colour and smelled like nothing natural on this planet. Well... after airing the house for a long time and at these frigid temperatures, I made up my mind.
My taste is low-key. One has to be subtle. So I made my own. It's perfect. I love it. Totally gag-proof. Here is what I did if you need a breath of fresh air too. You can see there is room for your own creative modifications.
a few sprigs of lavender
Let sit for 24 hours. Strain. Add vodka to the strained solution.
Pour into the spray bottle.
Hear the bluebirds sing.
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| Hear the bluebirds sing. |