CREME DE MENTHE CREAMY BATH STEAMER - 3.5 oz reclosable zip bag - Aqueous Nymph

Creme de Menthe

Item# AN-08-005

Size: 1-3 BATHS 3.5 oz.Deluxe Candle Pack (+2.50)SPA SIZE 8 oz. (+10.00)

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Creme de Menthe Creamy Bath Steamer The organic peppermint essential oil in this bath works double duty. Cooling when it is hot and warming when it is cold. Delightful! Surround yourself a minty cloud of bliss. The cooling nature of this bath makes it ideal for mental fatigue and depression. It seems to relieve anger, hysteria and nervous trembling. It is useful with respiratory disorders, dry coughs and sinus congestion. It also can relieve headaches and migraines. There are few things better for aching feet and some relief may be experienced by those with rheumatism, neuralgia and muscular aches. Peppermint essential oil is famous as a remedy for a cold as it can halt mucous and fevers and it encourages perspiration. It also reputedly has a positive effect on asthma, bronchitis, cholera, pneumonia and tuberculosis.

Creme de Menthe Like precious emerald, the Creme de Menthe peeked out from under the thick cream. He swirled the drink ever so slightly. The layers mixed together like clouds dissolving in the wind. Holding up the delicately etched glass as if to make a toast, he announced, "Well, I suppose it's time to draw the curtain on THIS summer." He sounded matter-of-fact. One strand of his hair caught a final ray of golden sunlight and the green liquid in his glass became a smoky dragon's eye, glowing from within. Glistening briefly, it winked out as the sun slid down behind the hill, casting long, cool shadows across the lawn. Smiling, I settled back into the floral cushions of the porch swing, my feet resting on the arm of his chair. I gazed affectionately at his chiseled features and reddish blonde hair.He kept his hair cropped quite short, no doubt aware of how it accentuated his classic bone structure. His deeply set eyes went on forever, like flaming pools of blue ice. Against the coral pink backdrop of the sunset, I could see his profile. He seemed to be made of marble and fire, a pure, delicious Viking Warrior. I raised my own glass of the pungent, green elixir and proclaimed in a sing-song voice, "Final bows, heart-felt applause, encore, more applause, roses for the lady, that would be ME, you know!" I laughed, then continued, "Drop the curtain, bring up the house lights and LET THE FALL BEGIN!" We had traveled together all summer. Traipsing from town to town as part of an improvisational theatre troupe performing fairy stories for children, we fell naturally into spending most of our time together, on and off the stage. He and I played the villains and delighted in the excited shrieks and wide eyes of the crowds of children. Almost as much as we came to delight in each other. Hilarious frenetic days flowed into sweet and sultry nights. Playing in parks, churches and community halls, we covered most of New England and the eastern Seaboard and were back where we had started, in Vermont. The summer season was finished and Autumn was right around the corner, although the leaves had not yet turned. Squeezing my foot gently, he abruptly stood up. Strolling over to the porch railing, he took another sip of the fragrant liqueur. "I think I'll go to Europe." He said, casually, "Where will YOU go?" My breath caught in my throat with a strangling sensation, pulse pounding in my ears, heart racing wildly. I looked at my feet on the arm of the chair. My toenails, painted blood red, looked strangely vivid in the dusk. "Where will I go?" We had never talked about it, really. I had just assumed we would continue on...together. "Ummm, Oregon, I guess. I uh, let's see, I have a friend in a commune out there. they raise sheep and do a lot of spinning in the winter. For craft fairs, you know. I'm a pretty good spinner." I babbled on lamely. "And who knows? Maybe there is some community theater in Portland." Sheep? Spinning? Portland? Oh Gawd! I wanted to crawl under a rock. "So, ummm, what will you do in Europe, then?" I asked. Tipping down the last of the Creme de Menthe into his mouth, he set the glass down and smiled, "I expect I'll go to Hamburg to see my son and his mom, my wife." The next day, alone, I headed West.

Ingredients: Organic milk powder, organic cornstarch, natural sea salt, pure sodium bicarbonate, honey powder, arrowroot, dendritic salt, organic jojoba oil and organic essential oil of peppermint.