"Looking for the pot marigolds, are you?" he asked, not looking up.
"The best you have," Elara replied. "I'm making a batch of 'Sunlight Salve' for the winter." buy calendula
He handed her a wicker basket. "Pick them yourself. Middle of the day is best—that’s when the resin is strongest. Don't just take the heads; thank the soil while you’re at it." "Looking for the pot marigolds, are you
The local supermarket only carried dusty tea bags, which wouldn’t do for her potent oils. She decided to visit Old Man Miller’s farm on the edge of town. Miller didn’t have a website or a sign; he just grew the most vibrant Calendula officinalis in the county. "Pick them yourself
Elara spent the afternoon under the humming sun. As she filled her basket with the sticky, bright blossoms, she felt the familiar calm of the garden. By the time she paid Miller—a fair price for a harvest that smelled like autumn and honey—her fingers were coated in the flower's healing oils.