The scent of rain

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Last evening as I walked home, the pavement was damp with the rain that had fallen earlier in the afternoon. The weekend had been hot and sunny, the warmest it has been for a while.

As I walked the scent of the rain was everywhere. It is such a wonderful scent and made the walk home all the more enjoyable. The smell evoked freshly cut grass and earthiness as if nature all around had finally burst through.

It seems that there’s a great deal of scientific study that’s been done on this subject.

Scientists in Australia first named it Petrichor, and they worked out that it is the blend of oils secreted by plants after a dry spell.  These oils, when released become mixed in the air and creates the smell that we associate with rain.

We have a screen of ferns, at the front of our house which in wetter years, grow amazingly tall. As I arrived home, I noticed the tiny beads of rain on the fronds. I’m glad that I managed to capture it.

This year, the fronds of the ferns have reached over the windowsill of our front window. I am grateful that they are so beautiful to look at, as they distract everyone from the sight of our windows which have not been painted since we moved in.image

Every year, without fail, the ferns grow back after they have died down in winter and even though, most years we forget and neglect them as they should be cut back once the frost has taken hold.  The fronds turn brown and brittle and lose the lush green of summer.  We usually don’t get round to cutting them back until it is almost spring, and then all the faults in our front windows become glaringly obvious. It is a surprise that they grow back so quickly after being so badly treated.

This year, I am determined to get a decorator to paint the windows, they are very old. We live in what is referred to as a 1930’s semi and the romantic in me wants to keep the leaded panes of glass, but they are now letting in water and urgently need attention.  Having an old house means there is a constant list of things that needs to be fixed.

But, just for a brief while, the rain and the luscious green fronds of these ferns have replaced the never ending to-do list and I am thinking about poetry, the verses of John  Betjeman about surburbia and the beautiful rain in Summer by Longfellow:

How beautiful is the rain!

After the dust and heat,

In the broad and firey street,

In the narrow lane,

How beautiful is the rain

Back to that never-ending to-do list…..

Peppermint & Citrus room spray

Peppermint & Citrus room spray

Peppermint & Citrus essential oil room deodoriser

A few years ago, we had a downstairs cloakroom installed. It has been essential, in a house with young children. However, whilst useful, it does not have any windows, as it’s located beneath the stairs, a tiny room that was created from the broom/meter cupboard.

At times the air as you can imagine gets a little stale, even with the extractor fan on full!

There are a great many room scents available, but in a small enclosed space, I find the scent can be a little cloying, especially ones that are commercially made and created with synthetic fragrance.

If you have a spare 10 minutes and want to make your own, this is a very simple, but effective room scent receipe I have made from essential oils. It freshens without being overpowering.

Mitcham Peppermint oil is becoming a real favourite, the minty smell is both sweet and sharp. It really is like inhaling a peppermint sweet.

Mixing this with the citrusy scents of Bergamot and Lemon creates a refreshing scent that combats any whiffiness.

Ingredients:

100ml spray bottle – either new or one that has been cleaned out.

20ml vodka (used for dispersing/mixing the oils)

10ml vegetable glycerine (optional) used to help the oils disperse in water

70ml of distiller water

20 drops of Peppermint essential oil

20 drops of Lemon essential oil

10 drops of Bergamot essential oil

Put all the ingredients into the spray bottle, put the lid on and shake vigorously. That’s it.

The scent takes a couple of days to mature, if you think it isn’t strong enough or think it’s too peppermint or citrus, you can adjust it by adding in a few more drops of oil, whichever you want to get the scent you are after.

Jasmine and tea drinking

 

As far back as I can remember we drank Jasmine tea at our parents house. Even after setting up our own home, tea infused with Jasmine is my go to drink, especially late at night.

The lovely delicate scent of Jasmine seems so relaxing and familiar. I’ve tried lots of other teas, but always return to Jasmine.

I have often wondered why the beautiful little flowers are left in the loose tea.

Apparently, good quality tea that is infused with Jasmine flowers, goes through a time honored tradition of harvesting the Jasmine flowers late in the evening, just before the flowers open, so that when the flowers to open up and the scent is able to perfume the air, it is captured in layers of tea.

In China, Jasmine is used widely to scent a variety of teas, green, white as well as dark leaf tea. Traditions for tea drinking amongst the Chinese vary, but it is an important part of any social gathering or occasion.

The plant originated in Persia and was brought to China around 300AD and has been used in tea, but also used as perfume, in incense and traditional Chinese herbal remedies for improving liver function and for stress and anxiety.

I think that’s why it’s a favourite of mine. Occasionally, it is great to make a full pot of Jasmine tea, using the loose leaf type and let the steaming tea sit for while before drinking and although it takes a bit more effort to make and to clean up afterwards, it is worth taking the time out to enjoy the simple ritual of drinking tea. Most of the time, however, for convenience, though, I drink the green tea variety that comes in a bag.

The loose leaf variety can be found in most supermarkets, sometimes though I like to indulge and seek out a special blend which make the occasion of drinking the tea all the more special. I keep the tea in a small caddy from Whittards of Chelsea that was given to me as a gift one Christmas.

About Me

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If you’re reading this post then I guess you’re interested in finding out something about me.

So here goes:

Music – I played the piano for a very long time, practised a lot and thought I’d have a career in music, until I realised there are lots more people with more talent and determination.

Lately I’ve been listening to Mozart’s symphonies and piano sonatas. If you were to ask me what’s in my record collection (I’m still holding on to LPs that I listened to as a teen) then you’ll find a lot of albums by Prince. My favourite is Parade.

I’m a cat person, as I like that they’re independent and still have it in them to be a little dangerous and wild. Our current cats bring in the odd mouse or bird and think they’re giving me a present.

Birthplace: Taipei and when we were moving to Britain, I learned my name and to ask for the toilet in English.

I don’t remember exactly when I learned to speak English, my memories of my first days in school were playing with the other kids, so I must have managed to communicate somehow. We lived in a small 2 bed roomed flat in Chelsea, until my parents had saved enough to to move to Bletchley.

At at secondary school, I met my future husband. I guess that makes us technically childhood sweethearts. We didn’t go out with each other serously until after we’d both graduated and got out first jobs.

My first perfume, the one that I bought for myself, is Chanel, Cristalle. I discovered it on board a ferry on the way to what was my first holiday without my family. A group of students, in our freshers year went camping to the south of France. I won’t do camping again, I hated having sand everywhere.

During the day, I work in marketing, there have been some fantastic moments in my career, such as working with the team at Royal Mail to help them promote the London 2012 Gold Medal Stamps. I got to watch every U.K athlete as they collected Gold and celebrate it in a stamp.

My eldest, (I’m blessed with 2 girls) is approaching her teens – where did the time go? How is it that they’re growing up so quick.

Lastly, this blog is for them, a way to discover and find things we can connect with, share a common interest.

Thanks for reading this post. If I haven’t bored you and you’d like to find out more, please come back and visit often.

Mitcham Peppermint

Mint and Serendipity
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A few weeks ago I decided to try and make home made skin cream. Embarking on this project was sparked by the idea for a family blog. If you are interested, it can be found here.

So having decided to make the skin cream, I ordered the ingredients I needed online. Since I had some peppermint essential oil, I discovered in a cupboard, I thought I would try making peppermint foot salve. You’ll find the recipe on the family blog if you are interested in making it.

The problem was that the peppermint oil was, well, past its shelf life. In fact the date on the bottle read 2008 and though it didn’t smell bad, I decided not to chance it and once again turned to Google to search online to find some peppermint oil.

The search resulted in a link to an intriguing description of Mitcham Peppermint essential oil.

Well, that was it, I had to order. Less than 3 miles from my house is the town of Mitcham.

When we moved to this area, we found out Lavender was farmed as a crop in nearby Carshalton. Apparently, the area isn’t just known for Lavender but Mitcham Peppermint. According to history books and information I found online, Mitcham and Peppermint goes way back, in fact back in time to a reference in a book written by Daniel Lysons called The Environs of London, written in 1792.

Wow, what a great bit of history about the area that I’ve discovered.

I’ve been using the footsalve for about 2 weeks now and all I can say is that it the texture feels indulgent and decadent. Best of all, the essential oils in the salve not only smell lovely, it has the effect of making my feet tingle. The sensation and scent of peppermint makes me smile, I look forward to kicking off my shoes and smoothing on the salve after a long commute home from work. History and indulgence, is this serendipity?

 

 

Hello world!

Hello World

This is the first post from the Scented Abode, which is all about fragrance, aromas, anything really that provides inspiration for a home and life enjoyed through scents found in everyday things.

When people ask, “what’s your earliest memory?” 

All I could think of was that it was a sense of something, whilst it was very vivid to me, I found it impossible to describe, it was more of a sensation, a feeling that I remember as a very young child.

It wasn’t until much later, probably in my teens that I realised that it wasn’t a sensation or feeling, it was a scent that I associated with my home.

Outside the first house that I remember as a child, was a plant with white flowers. It climbed up the front of the house, I can’t remember exactly if it was a porch or just the drainpipe, but the flowery scent was so strong, it filled the air as I played outside.

Much later, while drinking a cup of Chinese leaf tea, it dawned on me, as I looked at the little white flowers bobbing in the mug, the scent took me back to the memory of playing outside our house.

It brought back the smell of the green plant with white flowers and I realised it must be Jasmine. It is and always will be a scent that brings familiarity and a sense of belonging to me.

Does that make sense? Perhaps I’m crazy. I’m hoping that there are a few people that can relate to what I’m writing about.

Please visit often. I hope to share different scents, discovered and enjoyed from childhood through to present day. Scents that have made a difference to me, my home, my kids and my family, whether they are small or significantly something that has changed my outlook, mood or simply something that’s just, well amazing.

I look forward to seeing you here.