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.
After a lifetime of loving herbs, I finally did something about it. I’ve enrolled in the Intermediate Course at the Herbal Academy of New England and am happily learning all about the difference between adaptogenic, anticatarrhal and carminative herbal actions (among dozens and dozens of others), and whether or not the person in front of me is a vata, pitta or kappa body type.
Flu. If that word is heard instead of read, you might think we’re about to discuss a bird in flight, or an airplane taking you on vacation, or time passing by while you enjoy yourself immensely on that vacation. Not even close.
I came down with