as i prepare to have my second child, our shop will have the option for biodegradable bags for tea by the 1/4, 1/2 or pound. this will keep our tea available to you and make life easier for me to not have to make tea bags and label tea containers.
as our frost date approaches (farmer's almanac claims this is tomorrow) I have been harvesting our vegetables and delicate herbs before the cold claims their leaves black, their fruits shriveled.
my favorite tomatoes this season are pink bumblebee. an heirloom cherry tomato. It has the perfect acidity and produces pretty pink almost striped fruits. these plants were prolific for us and I have managed to save many seeds for next year.
today, my daughter and I pulled the last of our carrots. 13 pounds of a beautiful bounty.
I decided to focus on only a few dry beans this growing season,
Jacob's Gold, zolfino, and cannellini beans.
leaving beans to yellow and dry in the garden is hard.
its not the prettiest sight but certainly is rewarding once you give them a shake,
hear the rattle in the pods.
pull them from their roots and bring them home to shell.
my little girl loves this.
below, Jacob's Gold.
it has been a slow season for us Colorado gardeners. a very wet May has made harvests slower, crop yields not as bountiful. but still our gardens thrive through attentive love.
this was my first year attempting to cultivate yacon root, a delicious tuber I use in our restore tea. It is quite hard to find in North America, being native to Peru and other regions in South America. even though our season has been slow, my beautiful yacon plants are starting to bloom and beneath our soil are producing many tubers for me to harvest come the colder season. I can't wait to share the bounty.
weeks to single digits,
this baby is coming.
raspberry leaf harvested from our garden
steeps to tone, to prepare,
pinching tiny yellow blossoms from mullein stalks,
wildcrafting along clear creek, before the mouth of the canyon.
I brought sand toys for my patient daughter, who makes trips from the thick pebbled sandy bank with her purple bucket full of water.
I take note of the progress of flowers. mullein flowers unhurriedly sprout from the second year plant. five blossoms here, twelve on this one, three on this.
she calls three two one
we chase spinning plastic shovels before they're carried downstream.
bending in the garden, a morning prayer before the sun bakes my back into a confetti of freckles.
i am 7 months pregnant, feeling the weight of this child more every day. hotter days, swollen feet in sandals. hosing the dirt from limbs. reveling in the cool of the water.
thump-bump, flip. my womb is kneaded.
my daughter, almost 2 1/2, plucks blue cornflowers, her gardening ritual. the stray pink or purple flowers are reserved for her strawberry blonde hair.
a second pregnancy differs from the first. counting down the weeks, instead of up.
mr. October will arrive, an end to the harvest.
yacon (yah-CONE) is a delicious little tuber that is in our restore herbal tea. yacon basically looks like a potato, with a much sweeter taste. it reminds me of a fruity sugarcane.
yacon is related to the sunflower. the plant produces pretty, small daisy-like blossoms after the autumn equinox and is just as tall.
the organic grower who supplied our yacon had gopher problems, so our yacon is haulted. this means our restore tea is currently out of stock.
for the future, i have pre-ordered my own yacon tubers as well as plants from washington state growers, so that i can cultivate it myself.
if you're lucky enough to live close by you'll have to have some fresh after harvest!
hey there friends! i will be at this month's neat market in denver selling some of our goods!
neat market is a vegan pop-up shop located at the horse barn in denver. it's a really nice space and i'm glad to be back as a vendor. so come by and say hello! i'll have our newest (still unlisted) tea "winter warmth" brewed for samples. it's chamomile, cardamom, cinnamon, ginger and clove. delicious!
this morning I woke as the sun filtered pink and orange through the apple trees,
crept out of bed beside my sleeping baby
tossed on a sweater, grabbed my sandals, shears and harvesting basket.
out the door to harvest violet leaf.
gently grab the tops, hold steady and clip at the base (just like harvesting salad greens)
patiently waiting for daddy longlegs to teeter to safety.
this violet leaf goes into our hey mama nursing support tea.
i feel like every summer here in colorado i forget that we have a bit of a rainy season. every year i am surprised by the sun-showers and morning fog that hangs over the mountains.
when the mornings feel colder,
our bodies move a little slower,
music sleepier, harmony-heavy
that's when i feel more like myself.
prepping for change,
leaving at sunrise with my little girl wrapped in a carrier.
greeting the garden, harvesting our food,
plucking basil, thyme and mint.
finger-raking chamomile flowers into mason jars.
bringing my dream-scented bounty back to wash,
folded into flour sack towels and transferred to drying screens.
in a few days these flowers will be ready for packaging.
eventually arriving in your hands
to your mug
to your mouth to savor, your nose to breathe.
pounds. and pounds. and pounds. picked slowly,
peppermint before the flower.
all ready to be sipped and savoured by you.