You already know more than you think you do.This is not a book to read once. It’s a book to keep near the kettle. Let the pages get stained with tea and soil. A book like this earns its keep in use, not preservation.
Inside are seventy-six herbs, each one real, each one something you can grow or find or hold in your hands.
Chamomile – for the racing mind.
Valerian – for the nights when sleep won’t come.
Nettle – for the woman who carries everyone else.
Calendula – for wounds that keep reopening.
Moon-phase practices that work with your body rather than against it.
Baths that strip away everything that isn’t yours.
Guidance that turns a windowsill garden into a healing space.
This is the knowledge that was passed from woman to woman, kitchen to kitchen, generation to generation. No special equipment. No initiation. Just you, a handful of leaves, and the patience to let them work.
“I’ve kept a garden for longer than I care to remember, lost many plants learning the right way, and believe that the ordinary is sacred.” – Tianna Lily
Tianna Lily lives in the English countryside, where she grows, forages, and writes about the plants that have sustained women for centuries. This is her first book.
