Wild Rose & Chokecherry Liniment

Down by the river, the mud is skimmed with ice — crisp spectral lace that forms, transforms and disappears in the midday sun. We’ve had a few hard frosts in the past week, yet the green things on the riverbank keep on growing. There’s Yellowdock, Watercress, Violets (just a few), Sweet Clover, Horsetail, Landcress and even a few vibrant Lobelias. These reliable green patches keep me sane and happy til the Spring explosion many months from now. Snow is threatening on the horizon but I’ll believe it when I see it. Rhiannon has a little sign outside the kitchen door that says, “Let it snow!” so that Mama Nature will know we’re good and ready. Yesterday Loba and I tore down a great big beaver dam that was flooding the road....