I drink a lot of chamomile. I'm an anxious type of person, and the smooth beverage does wonderful job on my nerves.
Luckily there's a field in front of our house, that one that leads to the to beach, that was not worked on this year, so chamomile pretty much invade it. One morning I only had Merrick with me (rare, I know!), I put him in the sling and crossed the 132 road to pick some of this pretties, tied them in bundles, and hung them to dry in my workroom's closet.
The peppermint comes from my mom's backyard. At one point in our life, she attempt to have a garden... It's now pretty much left to itself, and well, the mint acted like mint, so there was plenty to grab and take home.
Yummy teas ahead.