|On the Way Home/Herb Bouquet|
Visiting the herb garden (note to myself: meditation) means encounters with froggie (there is always one), bees - they don't seem to mind me, the love is mutual, often a spider carrying a huge white egg, I think; lots of squatting (yoga, grounding).
- Cutting twig by twig (attention to detail, being present), it takes a while (patience);
- each herb gets a plastic bag (organization).
- then ideally there is time to rinse them off right away once back in the house
- arrange them in a bouquet and put them into a vase, five vases, that is - looks amazing when they are arranged on the kitchen table or the antique coffee table outside; edible bouquets; such splendor.
- Once back in the city (they travel on my lap in the bus or car), they either get wrapped into wet paper towels inside a plastic bag and are stored in the refrigerator until I have time to deal with them
- or they immediately get arranged on trays for drying. In the past I used to hang them up upside down for drying, but that got messy once I was ready to pick some. But I liked the way it looked:-)
- Storage in glass jars or recycled tea jars
Here is some information:
If you are not a herb person, it is not too late to become one.
How about herbed potatoes (boil potatoes, then sprinkle finely cut herbs over them, some sea salt, perhaps some olive oil, that's it; tastes very yum in my opinion)