I was on Vashon on Sunday and Monday when the snow started falling, and managed to harvest some hawthorn berries that had frozen on the tree. They are supposed to be more potent then. While I harvest, I think of the people who have passed that year. I thank the tree for my harvest and providing healing to the people who suffer from the grief of their loss. I thank the ancestors of the plant for providing habitat and food for all the creatures to harvest from.
|Hawthorn Tree at Sister Sage Farm|
The scraggly Hawthorn Trees surround the farmland at Roseballen, just outside my farm gate. I harvest flowers and leaves in the summer, and berries (if the birds don't eat them first) in the fall/winter. I have made two potions in recent years in honor of two amazing women who dealt with brain cancer for about 10 years off and on each, and finally (bravely) left this life for another. They were each beautiful, strong and independent women who were full of compassion and love, and I am thankful to have known them.