So.....my soapy mistake that I posted about the other day, where I cut my mantra swirl soap vertically instead of horizontally, turned into such a pleasant thing for me. It is scented with Pink Sugar, which discolors, but to me it looked antiqued in some way. Then when I was beveling it, something about the smell evoked some way back memories of my paternal grandmother. So I dug out some mementos of hers that I now am the steward of, and did a little photo shoot. Those are really her earrings, her love letters from my grandpa, a picture of him circa 1935, and her bridge tokens to cross the bridge to get her rations during WWII.
