As I pull the down comforter out of storage, give it a fluff and feather our nest, I’m reminded of Robert Herrick’s beautiful poem…
My favorite stanza
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.
– Robert Herrick
Here’s the whole poem…it’s worth a read.
To the Virgins, to make much of Time
Flower are still out yet there’s a chill in the evening air. Not too late to gather and dry a few herbs and flowers to add to your bath thorough the cold winter months.
Last year I dried English mint and flowers, and this year I’m doubling my efforts – for those of you familiar with my spring explosion when my face peeled off (a cautionary tale to those with sensitive skin…I had a case of phytophotoreactive dermatitis…pretty disconcerting), dried flowers seem a very very safe bet. I am staying away from making oils and tinctures this year. Sticking with dried flowers and flower essences.
So, – gather, gather, gather. I find it a very relaxing and reconnect-with-Gaia experience, and hope you do too.