The autumn equinox is upon us and during this time we experience a natural shift from the more open and expansive time of summer, to the more introspective energies of winter. Read more
Remember the story of Peter Rabbit? He was given a cup of chamomile tea by his Ma to soothe and calm, after barely escaping with his life in Farmer John’s garden. Age old tales always leave their mark and wisdom and this one in particular made chamomile famous!
Last week I stumbled upon some wild chamomile (Matricaria Discoidea), also known as ‘Pineapple Weed’, while walking on the countryside. I was busying away picking mugwort, when I felt the pull, looked across the trail, and to my surprise, there it was!
I sat for awhile, listened, studied the plant, whipped out my trusty foraging guide (note: wild chamomile grows *without* flower petals) and then decided to lean down and smell its little yellow buds.
I hope this finds you healthy and happy! As you can gather, now that the autumn months are upon us, my productivity with respect to foraging has been sadly diminished. I am reduced to the last of Mother Earth’s final offerings, namely rosehips, hawthorn berries, dandelion roots and the last of my home grown marigolds.
Not to worry though, this just means more sleep and fewer cuts and scratches from the fields and forests. I will however, be posting a blurb about the benefits, etc. of rosehips, hawthorn berries, dandelion roots, and marigolds in the near future.
I’m also very excited to share this lovely review of my teas by lifestyle editor Bryony Bowie of the London based publication ‘The Orbital’.
I love nothing more than throwing on a woolly sweater, taking a long crisp walk on the English countryside, breathing in the cool autumn air, and clipping the last of nature’s wild edibles before winter sets in.
Over the past couple of weeks I have been preparing my body for the coming months and would like to share one of my favourite (seasonal) blood cleansing juice recipes. Not only will you feel amazing after drinking this delicious drink, your skin will be thanking you too!
As I stepped out the door this morning, I was sure I had missed my chance at harvesting wild elderberries this season, as I’ve been away in Ireland for the past 2 weeks.
Thank goodness, I was wrong. Hurray!!!
I found a few ripe and ready umbels dangling from my local trusty elders, waiting just for me.