Each spring the Crone Lady makes her appearance in the herb garden. Her arrival is a little later than usual this year. She prefers warmer weather, and likes to stay here after most of the rain is over. This year she is standing in the back corner, guarding her garden, by the blackberries, feverfew, Lemon balm, Valerian, and oregano. One day soon, she will start carrying a basket of flowers and herbs.
She looks out over the sage rosemary, fennel, marshmallow, and lavender.
The view from our back door is flagstone and brick path under the broad leaf Maple tree. The tree shades the house from the morning sun and keeps everything cool with it's far reaching branches. Unfortunately, disease has attacked the tree. I think this is it's last year. I'm saddened, it's a lovely tree and over 100 years old.
The walk on the other side of the tree goes by the raised beds, grapes, blueberries, red raspberries, and lovage. It's a rather wild place. The Crone Lady feels at home in this Wild Herbalist's garden.