Oats. Can a medicine get any simpler? More nourishing, comforting, than oats?
I fell in love. So deeply, so softly in love with this little crop, mesmerized by her soothing, swaying, garden lullaby.
It’s a medicine my body has been asking for, a gentle restorative tonic. To see me through the exhaustion of motherhood, life on a homestead of never ending work, frayed nerves and a feeling of general depletion.
It’s the ultimate herb for this, for thriving within, in this crazy world, in this crazy time.