It’s been a long time coming, but I knew it had to happen some day. Her love affair with herbal salve could not be denied. After the jar disappeared, it became quiet…too quiet. I found her in the sunroom, consummating her tryst.
(The soundtrack in the background is The Visionary Activist Show with Caroline Casey. We were housecleaning and I had the program up loud to hear throughout the rooms. It was just what she needed, a loud distraction to cloak the noise of her delight.)
No Foraging Friday today. We are headed north-east, to my soul’s home. I am looking forward to heat, lakes, rivers, hotsprings, cowboys, small town pace and space and the stars at night. I’ll be back next Tuesday. Have a great weekend.