Monday, 2 November 2020
The wind howled, shaking my window most of the night and early morning. It was cold but the sky was bright blue and the sun shone bright.
One of my goals this summer was to harvest enough chamomile to fill this jar which, I believe, will keep me drinking tea all winter. The last of the chamomile was dry enough to put away today and I reached my goal!
Creativity is the calling of the soul 