Every saint has a bee in his halo.

Dec 31, 2010 01:23

[Friday, March 12th (Day 285)]
[The Apothecary]
[Past lunch, not yet dinner]

My favorite meal is cooking away at home and hopefully Molly remembered to include the sweetbread.  I wanted to be done and back before dinnertime and if I finish here quickly, I might make it.  I look at my list again and I can't imagine why Molly'd ask for so much.

Angelica, catnip, chamomile, dandelion, elecampane, fennel, ginger, lady's mantle, and willow bark.

I'm not sure what all of these herbs are for but the Apothecary's clerks have always been helpful.   And they know their business too so I won't have to worry about making heads or tails of this list.  Thank Nanshe.  Molly's lists are notoriously long and I try to remember when she got so demanding.  Oh yes, always.

Lavender buds too.  Can't forget that either and I walk in, humming a happy tune.  No Jenna today and no Glass behind the counter either, and I nod at the clerk, smiling a bit as I say, "Afternoon miss."  She's got big, sooty eyes, the kind my father would have called 'smokey pools', and she looks familiar but I'm not sure who she is. "Mind helping me with my list?  My sister expects me to come home with all of it, you see."

[Open to Tess]
[Closed]

jamie, tess

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