Monday, October 19, 2015

Great Gonzos

It was full when I started, I swear
The lovely and gracious Rogue insists that the whole house smells like a Nugent concert. To me, it holds the bouquet of an Algonquin sweat lodge, at least before everyone starts sweating.  The  culprit, of course, is sage.  And it kicks out a heck of a fume.

This hearty perennial has found a semi-permanent home in my sand pit, and while I dried but a single plant tonight*, I have about a dozen left to go.  Needless to say that we are not going to spend the next dozen nights with all the ladies fussing about the atmosphere.

So while drying them in the dehydrator is probably the easiest and fastest method, the rest are going to be hung like tobacco in the barn on a long string for a couple weeks, in hopes that the leaves dry before they freeze.**

It's probably best that way anyway: I'm going to need to get used to drying things the traditional way.  But I really, really love the smell kicked out by my dehydrator. Now, if only I can figure out what I'm going to do with so much sage leaf before I double the number of plants next year...

* Technically, it's not dried yet. It's just been banished to the pantry so Rogue can get some well-earned sleep.
** Freeze warning has been kicked back from Halloween into November, so there is hope.

Monday, October 12, 2015

Happy Indigenous Peoples Day

Aztec doctors harvest cells for embryonic stem cell research.

This life-saving technology destroyed by the Spanish, 1492