Just off the small front porch but before the giant white pines that shaded the top of the yard where we spent hot summer days, was mamaw's flower garden. There was no formalities here. No order. Just a beautiful wildness of rambling roses, irises, chamomile, lavender, and daylillies. It was here, amongst the flowers that I created little homes for the wee folk, and saving bits of my lunches to offer up as treats. It was here that I learned that a small but beautiful world existed for those who took the time to slow down and observe the world around them.
Use this bath bomb in a nice steaming bath if you are inside, or if you so desire, a relaxing cool tub filled with flowers outside overlooking the garden. The choice is yours.