My peppermint plant was looking wild, so it was time to trim it and collect the leaves for drying. I cut the oldest leaves off and left the small shoots still on the plant, then changed the soil, and finally added a stake on one side to keep it growing straight. I must have trimmed off dozens of leaves. It took me nearly an hours to wash each leaf and then tear them into pieces. I put the leaf bits into a container all ready for sitting in the sun for a couple of days.
I would have loved to keep them in a window at home on a lovely metal tray like I read you should do, but with a curious cat, this is in no way possible. He would either: 1) eat the leaves, or 2) knock them on the floor. I improvised and put the container in the back window of my car. I look like a weirdo driving around with it in my window 😉 Then again, I am a bit odd no matter what and am proud of it 😀
With the onset of therapy, I’ve written poetry a bit more. This is one that I wrote the other day and wanted to share it with you. To me, this poem depicts the life I lived before seeking any help, or even talking about my issues with anyone. Enjoy 🙂
Fear is strong, overtaking, all-consuming.
Grasping at my heart & stealing my breath,
an impending doom strangles my throat.
Living no longer simple, but terrifying,
haunted by an enemy unseen,
but terrible like a noise in the darkest dark,
the overwhelming nothing in the cave when the last match smolders out,
not even the lingering smoke remains for long.
Left alone, without light, sustenance, love, trust, happiness,
I shrivel, hanging on the precipice of death,
like a sad little sapling gasping for air in the heat of drought,
trying to grasp at the remnants of springtime showers.
Crumbling, the sound of rock upon rock jars the eardrums,
finally something stirs in the stillness of the cave.
Rocks, fall from above as ground water seeps through Earth’s imperfections.
Light streams through an opening, a beam,
an end to the unending blackness.
Shuffling above & laughter.
The rope falls through the opening,
I climb out & feel the wind upon my cheek,
relief at last.
Thank you for reading.