Shea Butter with Cucumber Melon fragrance
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Ingredients
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Shea Butter has been used for centuries in Africa to keep skin healthy and beautiful. Shea Butter's almost magical effects are due to the fact that it has both a high moisturizing fraction and an extraordinarily high healing fraction.
Extra Virgin Olive Oil
Extra virgin olive oil is used to give our shea butter a softer consistency. But it has beneficial effects for your skin as well; its unique constituents nourish parched, sensitive skin, and restore it to a more youthful and supple appearance.
Natural Cucumber Melon fragrance
Karite Gold Shea Butter with Cucumber Melon fragrance is a totally natural skin care product.
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Some Cucumber Melon Thoughts
Until we decided to offer shea butter with a cucumber-melon fragrance, we didn't know that cucumbers and melons were cousins. But in fact they are both members of the cucurbitaceae family of plants (which in addition to cucumbers and melons, includes calabash, squash, and luffa). It is one of the most important families of food plants in the world. Most of the plants in this family are annual vines with fairly large, showy blossoms. Our guess at the reason why the cucumber-melon fragrance is so pleasant is that being related to each other, the cucumber fragrance and the melon fragrance have just enough similarities to be highly complementary.
Salacious Poem... (Kim Hodges)
I made a cucumber salad
with vinaigrette tonight
because I remembered
your good salad.
I never have cucumbers
but an old man came to the door
with a bucket of cucumbers
selling them and
I had been thinking
about getting some.
3 for a dollar.
I took one small one.
For a pretty seller of cucumbers (Shams al-Din)
God! How beautiful, this young
Cucumber seller, and a face to make
The sun itself blush at noontime.
The day he agreed to a tender meeting
I was overwhelmed.
Ah, how I savored
That mouthful of cucumber.
Such is a cucumber pickle (Patricia Eichler)
It grows from a small seed.
It is not at all fickle.
Water is only one need.
Cucumber Eyes (Katy Walsvik)
Cool, cucumber eyes,
You stare them well.
Quite empty, they are.
No surprises,
No depth,
No traveling through them
To very far.
Cucumber Cafe - a poem on Big Things (Jane Laws)
It was the drought of ninety six, to save his family and his pride,
A young Mat turned to cucumbers, not quite sure the reason why.
Could have been he liked the colour green, were they easier to grow?
Still that's when the story began and this is how it goes.
He travelled to good old Queensland for ideas on what to do,
And stumbled across the Giant Pineapple and the Big Banana too.
So he built a giant cucumber, it was fifty feet or more,
And imported tacky trinkets to sell at the door.
Would you like a ruler, a pencil, rubber, a stencil, cuddly cucumber toy,
Big ones, little ones, fat ones, thin ones, sure to bring you joy.
It didn't take him long to use the good old Aussie cue,
In jams and fudge and chocolate and cheese and the odd relish or two.
And he created something special that was sure to make 'em pay,
A slice of a monster cue made from prehistoric DNA.
He opened up a cafe by the summer of ninety nine,
With much todo and fan fare and a fine cucumber wine.
And they came from far and wide to visit the Cucumber Cafe,
And farmer Mat would greet them and this is what he'd say.
Would you like 'em pickled or fried or poached or dried, fresh, pressed,
green is best.
Cucumber tea with scones and cream, anyway you please.
Now things were running well but there was still more to do,
The aromatherapy qualities of the good old Aussie Cue.
So he set to work in his tin shed and by the time it was Y2K,
There were lotions, potions, soaps and creams at the Cucumber Cafe.
Old Farmer Mat gained fortune from his Cucumber Cafe,
With Princes, Paupers, Presidents and Queens all coming to stay.
From Darwin to the Alice and from Rio to Timbuktu,
You'll find signposts reading 'This way to The Big Aussie Cue'.
Melon (John Guzlowski , translated by Anita Shelton)
When I see a melon on the table glinting
in the morning light, why does my heart leap up,
go out to it as it does? Why do I want
to sketch this melon, put it down in words,
or set it down in short melodic phrases?
Sometimes, I think that by doing this I'll
possess this melon in some way, not in the sense
of buying it, that's not what I mean,
but in the sense of seeing that this melon isn't
a part of me, not of me, can never, in fact,
come closer to me than it is now,
at this moment when I see it before me
on the table like some small world I dreamt
as a child in my sandbox of dreams,
and seeing it as this world, I am taken by it,
possessed by it as surely as the spring
takes the elm, thawing it until the winter
is nothing in its life, until the skin
of leaves it's lost is nothing. I become
the melon's then, exist only to admire
its beauty, its lime white skin and cold sweetness,
its Bethlehem and Golgotha, exist only to admire
its otherness, and see my self a part from it,
never closer to it than I am now, never freer
than now of my own place of skulls.
Lovesong (Ted Hughes)
Their heads fell apart into sleep like the two halves
Of a lopped melon, but love is hard to stop
Metaphors (Sylvia Plath)
I'm a riddle in nine syllables.
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
This loaf's big with its yeasty rising.
Money's new-minted in this fat purse.
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I've eaten a bag of green apples,
Boarded the train there's no getting off.
Melon Girl (Mei Yao-Ch'en)
The crescent moon shines.
Your family sleeps despite
the howling of a hungry dog.
You slip out the back door
and cling to shadow all the way
along the edges of the field
to the hut of the melon girl.
No wonder her teapot overflows
with bronze coins.
Good Melons (Claude Mermet)
Friends are like melons. Shall I tell you why?
To find one good, you must a hundred try.
Coolness of the melons (Matsuo Basho, translated by Robert Hass)
Coolness of the melons
flecked with mud
in the morning dew.
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