Fall is here. Thank you Jesus!
There’s about three things I do very well and the fall season is one of them.
Maybe it’s because I’m a food-pusher and this time of year means baked goods and hot drinks are on the horizon. Or, it could be that cozy sweaters and crackling fires call my name because autumn is my color wheel.
Whether you’re a fall-loving-girl like me or enjoy one of those lesser seasons…this is the time of year most of us run out to purchase hundreds of dollars worth of candles. While I love a yummy smelling candle and have a couple burning right now–I save LOTS of money by making my own potpourri.
Homemade Fall Potpourri
When we lived in California I loved fall then, too. On a totally related note, our front porch would stink something terrible two times a year.
After spending the kids college savings on scented candles I knew I needed something even stronger—and better.
Not sure how I came across this recipe years ago, so let’s just call this “Joanne’s Fantastic Fall Potpourri”.
What you need:
- Medium saucepan.
- One small lemon.
- One Orange.
- Five cinnamon sticks. Costco carries them this time of year. I use this company.
- Two tablespoons whole cloves.
- Three dried bay leaves. I used basil from my garden.
Cut citrus fruit in slices or wedges. Squeeze a bit of the juice into the saucepan. Add the rest of the ingredients and fill half way up with water. Simmer on low. Make sure to watch the pan so water doesn’t evaporate out. I’ve done that before—which is why I now set my oven timer to remind myself to check the water level.
This scent is seriously heavenly. Your friends will notice it immediately. Just last week we had a big burly electrician stop by for a job bid and he told Paul, “Wow, man, your house smells really good.”
I ask you, how many men take the time to mention a stranger’s house smells good? I get it all the time.
Make a batch and let me know who notices. Need to get in your cardio for the day? Burn a few calories and walk around the house a few times with this steaming pan of fall intoxication.
If you have teenage boys—you’re welcome.