It’s a bit humbling to discover that the "weed" I've grumbled about so often is actually a powerhouse of goodness. In the old days (circa two weeks ago), I would grit my teeth whenever I saw that “weed” in the driveway, walkway and lawn. It was everywhere. But then I started researching medicinal herbs, and looking in foraging books to see which ones I could find in the wild in the Pacific Northwest. And wouldn’t you know it. My nemesis was actually Plantago, otherwise known as Plantain (not ... continue reading...
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Shake ‘n Bake … and a Shake
When I was a little girl, I lived in the south from the ages of 7 to 10. Oklahoma first, and then Arkansas, to be specific. We moved there when my mother remarried, and it took a whole twelve minutes for my younger sister and I to acclimate ourselves and adopt our delightful new accent. "Gram-mawww!" we'd say whenever our mother's mother called from Washington state to hear our voices. We'd press in close and talk over each other in our frenzy to spill the latest news. "We miss yew! Daddy kilt ... continue reading...