I’ve been known to say all men’s cologne smells the same.
Well now I’ve been proven wrong.
Fat Electrician cologne. For those special nights when smelling like anything other than a wet dog just won’t do.
And if Eau de le Wet Schnauzer isn’t bad enough?
I’m all about trying new household products.
A natural grapefruit scented cleaner? With a pamplemousse translation?
Okay, no unicorns is a tad disappointing… but it smelled great and worked quite well.
Until the day I used it to wipe down our smooth surface stovetop and then turned on a burner.
Holy craparoni! The lovely fruity smell went from delightful wafts of citrus to noxious room clearing fumes in no time flat.
And upon further examination the oh so natural ingredients were anything but.
I read sodium gluconate is derived from plants, but it doesn’t sound like I’m going to be picking it off a tree in a pesticide free orchard anytime soon. Turns out it’s the sodium salt of gluconic acid.
Thankfully the eau de la cow pie fragrance is dissipating and something more wonderful is taking it’s place.
It started like this…
And if you’ve never stuck your head right up inside a tree and sniffed?
What are you waiting for!
We have 4 such trees.
And they’re glorious.
I really do.
Because it’s apple blossom time at Casa River.
And next to lilacs, they’re my favorite natural scent.
We had a long wet spring….
And now even the smaller trees are bursting with blooms.
Every little branch is covered in fragrant blossoms…. and when the breeze blows?
But since Smell-O-Vision isn’t available, you’ll have to take my word for it.
It’s that good.
Fun fact : Every tree we’ve planted in the past 15 years?
I don’t know why… they just died. Some lasted a few years, others mere months.
But this apple tree?
The one I didn’t plant? That must have sprung up from a floating seed….
Grows 3 feet every summer.
And this year, it’s bee nirvana.
I had to.
I don’t know what it is.
Freshly cut lilacs.
Okay, I totally want a pair of crab scissors now.
These two huge lilac bushes live on the side of our house.
(That’s my vase on the ground to the right of them for scale.)
When we moved here 17 years ago there wasn’t much in the way of landscaping , but thankfully there were lilacs.
One dark purple.
Naturally, my favorite was always the paler shade…. but beggars can’t be choosers.
My girlfriend gave me a pale one 3 years ago, but it’s got a long way to go to catch up to it’s siblings.
Come on little fella, you can do it.
Of course, from the pace of growth…
I’ll probably be dead before it blooms.
Good thing the white one is prolific.