Chamomile has really tough stems, I discovered. I just happened to have a pair of nail scissors in my bag as I walked past these on the last hundred yards to the house. I didn’t make tea out of the flowers, I was drinking green Sencha. I’m past the age where you care what other people might think, seeing you snip weeds for a bouquet. They’re lovely little dabs of sunshine.
Here are the drafts I went through on the lettera 22
4 thoughts on “Chamomile”
Nice to see your writing process.
I never want to show the mess behind the scenes when I create something, so I thought I’d grasp the nettle!
Nice pix & poem. The Letters 22 is one of my fave portables. ~Tom~
Thanks Tom 🙂