


Here is one of the best ways to spend an evening, for me when I am not otherwise occupied. Makes me busy and not missing anybody important to me such as my husband and daughters, and, of course, my friends. Processing the deliciousness of pumpkin is one of my most favorite, tried and true traditions of this season. Formally known as, the pumpkin massacre, which I have been informed is way too violent and less productive than processing. As my seeds roast, I write. I also raked leaves, picked and hung out dandelion, lady's mantle, and dug up comfrey root (washed to be processed for skin care products including scalp care). Never boil comfrey leaves, never. I know, I know how bad of a reputation she has developed, but to each their own.
Caio for now,
Alli McD
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