Three times a day I brew a bitter tea from dried dandilion roots. The last batch I left stewing for a bit too long, and could hardly choke it down. Most of the time the tea is tolerable, even pleasant. There's something comforting about the ritual of making tea, then holding a steaming cup between one's hands. I'm looking forward to spring when the clover, violets, daisies and dandilions spring up into the grassy green of my lawn.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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I've long thought it's a shame that our society calls these beauties "weeds" and seeks to eradicate them. Wonderful picture that captures the vivid yellow of these very medicinal plants!
So cool to "meet" you!! Even BETTER that you are in OREGON!! :) Now, I think I need to go make some tea.
Thanks for coming over today, Beth! We eat the flowers battered and fried and we cook up the fresh new greens. ☺
Gorgeous portrait of a flower some would completely overlook as far as its beauty!
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