I have been slowly, slowly reading the Little House series to L3 over the past several years. One of the things I have enjoyed about this process, that I didn’t remember from my own childhood reading of the books, is how amazing it is to learn about how self-sufficient and sustainable their lives were. L3 and I marvel at all they would. Today I had a small measure of what that type of life must have felt like (and I mean small) when I finally took my dried lavender to hull it, for lack of a better word. I sat on the porch with L4 (my sometimes helper) carefully twisting and rubbing off each little set of buds off of each stem I had dried over the past couple of weeks.
1. Lavender drying (L1 enhanced the color digitally there!) 2.All the buds that simply fell off before I could try to harvest them into the bowl. 3. The stems after they were picked clean(ish) 4. The resulting dried lavender, smelling oh-so-good.
The whole process, of course, began in spring 2006 when I planted my organic lavender garden. One year later, I have a wonderful harvest of lavender, healthy, happy plants in the garden bed, and I get to use the harvest in some other projects.
And now back to my day job, grading.