Are you sick of my "look what came from our yard!" posts yet? Too bad cause there is one more. This is what you get when you stick a country farm mouse in the city for ten years and then suddenly give her a plot of land to call her own.
My son gets credit for this one actually. We were in the yard and he did his usual "pick a random leaf and have me smell it" thing, which stems from our city walks discovering lavender and rosemary along the sidewalks. I half ignored him at first. When I finally paid attention I realized he was holding mint! Where did you find that?
Turns out we have mint growing as a border along one side of our property. I had no idea. Do you know how exciting it is to discover such a thing? I love mint. Love. There was wild mint growing in the riverbeds near my childhood home so the very smell of it makes me happy.
Fresh mint means mint tea! We are big tea drinkers in winter, even the wee one has a cup with us on chilly nights. Mint plus a teaspoon of honey = pure bliss.
This officially ends my "from my yard" posts for a while because, well, unless the wee one makes another discovery, it has all been covered. At least for a bit.