In the pantry hanging by a cotton string, a bunch of dried oregano garnered in the peak of June's herbal bounty; mid morning snippings, while the bees danced and drank of the pinkish purple flower's nectar, these are the memories that are aroused during my search of culinary flavor.
Tonight my spaghetti sauce was in need of just a pinch.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
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3 comments:
I really am finding you a kindred spirit! Yesterday I used rosemary pinched and dried from my summer garden in our rosemary chicken. Mine hangs in my broom closet :o).
Blessings!
Deborah
I've always wanted to have a windowsill herb garden. I may do it yet.
I need to cut more of my things to dry in the summer, I forget to cut things before it freezes.
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