Monday, May 24

tea . herbal efforts


Somewhere along the way I picked up making my own herbal teas. Maybe it had something to do with the particularly long, gloomy Portland winter and feeling more affected by it this season. I started with PMS tea (of all things!) from a book that my handsome man bought me at Powell's. And then I added a headache tea because of the relentless killer whale of a headache that's been pressing at my skull for months, on and off. The other day I did a little herbal research, and jotted a few notes in my lovely Moleskin, another gift from the aforementioned handsome man. So off I trotted, free from work and five o'clock, to the People's Co-Op in NW Portland. And here is what I bought today:

. Nettle (good for Fibromyalgia, as it's a natural antihistamines and anti-inflammatories)
. Hawthorn berries (rich in vitamin C, antioxidant)
. Hawthorn leaves (circulation, healthy heart)
. Ginkgo (circulation, memory)
. Oatstraw (calming, immune booster, fights osteoporosis, pain, and anxiety)
. Licorice root (soothes tissues, liver tonic, adrenal gland support, chronic fatigue and fibromyalgia)

The plan is to make a "wake up tea" and an "achy" tea. And hopefully it's tasty, too!
I even picked up an apricot mini pie for $2.50 and a lemon balm plant. I couldn't resist. (I apologize for the camera phone photos)

goals . a small house with a large garden.

Nestled In is closing down their blog, what a shame. I had forgotten to go through it in a while and I found a lovely interview and home preview with Katrin. She has a small house with a large garden, and fantastic light through large windows. You may see more of Katrin's photos on flickr.

Friday, May 21

film . Bright Star

Watching Bright Star, mainly for the cinematography. After going to our friend's wedding last weekend and dancing 'til our feet were sore, we talked about dance lessons.

Happy Birthday Dad!

I love you, Dad.

Tuesday, May 11

solitude . Rainer Maria Rilke

“but your solitude will be a support and a home for you, even in the midst of very unfamiliar circumstances, and from it you will find all your paths.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke (translated by stephen mitchell)

With all the uncertainties of moving and nursing school, and my lack of comfort with being alone, I found comfort in this at least.

photo: "dreaming of spring" from Laura Evans