Carly's Herbal Adventures

This is the primo time of year for yard sales, but the best is when you stumble upon a good town-wide yard sale. It isn’t just about the hunt for a bargain; it’s about the stories woven into the fabric of a community, the way objects pass from hand to hand, and the shared excitement of a Saturday morning spent under the open sky. Last weekend, I found myself in the charming, history-steeped streets of Darrtown, Ohio, and I couldn't have asked for a better treasure hunt.

When I recently completed building my new tile patio and walkway, I was left with a network of intentional gaps, cracks, and planting spaces. Rather than filling them with sterile grout or standard sand, I envisioned soft, vibrant ribbons of green weaving through the stone. I wanted a garden that stepped out of its designated beds and crept right underfoot. This spark of an idea set me off on a passionate search for the perfect plants to fill those spaces, leading me deep into the aromatic world of creeping herbs. I love that fuzzy green carpet I’ve seen in other gardens as it exudes a certain wildness.

Warm weather is finally here. So our thoughts turn to outdoor grilling or even picnics. But it is fun to shake things up a bit and think outside the box. We love herbal tea and add herbs to our dishes...so what if we bring back a little fancy by planning a formal tea party? When you combine the refined elegance of a traditional tea service with the lush, unpredictable beauty of a garden, the result is an unforgettable sensory experience. An outdoor tea party is more than just a midday meal; it is an intentional pause, an invitation to slow down, converse, and appreciate the finer nuances of flavor and presentation.

I love to investigate the history behind plants, ones used in ancient times, and compare it to how we use it today. There is one special herb that was highly prized but may have gone extinct due to the love ancients had for it. For over half a millennium, a single plant served as the backbone of an entire economy, a staple of gourmet kitchens, and the most sought-after medicine in the Mediterranean. It was depicted on currency, praised by philosophers, and eventually, so highly prized that it was worth its weight in silver denarii. This was Silphium, a plant that once grew in a narrow strip of land in Cyrenaica (modern-day Libya) and nowhere else on Earth.

The atmosphere in a room filled with hundreds of people seeking a connection to the "other side" is palpable. It is a unique cocktail of grief, hope, skepticism, and electric anticipation. When I walked into the Sharonville Convention Center to see psychic medium John Edward, I was one of those hundreds—clutching a quiet hope but keeping my expectations firmly grounded. I never imagined that by the end of the evening, I would be one of the few voices chosen to participate in a profound, public validation of the afterlife.

By Chris Bailey

In the sun-drenched meadows of the American Midwest, a slender, reddish-stemmed plant stands as a testament to the dual nature of the botanical world. Apocynum cannabinum, commonly known as Dogbane or Indian Hemp, is a species that commands respect. To the casual observer, it is a hardy perennial; to the herbalist, it is a potent (and dangerous) medicine; and to the indigenous peoples of North America, it was one of the most vital technological resources in their daily lives.

Roses have been cherished for centuries in perfumery, potpourri, and aromatherapy due to their rich, lingering fragrances. Petals from highly scented varieties retain their aroma when dried, making them ideal for potpourri mixes or infusing into oils and waters for homemade perfumes. Traditional European practices from the 1200s to 1800s favored old garden roses (OGRs) like Gallicas and Damasks for scenting linens and creating potpourri, as their petals hold fragrance long after drying.

It was found in the dim, dusty corners of a thrift shop—the kind that smells of cedar, old paper, and potential. Not long ago, tucked away on a bottom shelf beneath a stack of faded quilts, I found it: a sturdy, circular box with the unmistakable patina of age. But it wasn't just any box. Scrawled in elegant, fading script across the lid was the name Gilbert Orcel, a master of Parisian millinery whose work once defined the skyline of mid-century high fashion.

Arthritis is more than just occasional joint stiffness; for millions, it is a daily hurdle that affects mobility, sleep, and overall quality of life. While conventional treatments are essential, many individuals seek complementary, topical ways to manage inflammation right from the comfort of home. One often overlooked but highly effective base for joint comfort is peanut oil.

Thyme (Thymus vulgaris and related species) contains key compounds like thymol and carvacrol, which contribute to its antiviral, antimicrobial, and anti-inflammatory effects. These phenols disrupt viral and bacterial membranes, making thyme effective against respiratory infections, coughs, sore throats, and viruses such as Epstein-Barr, shingles, influenza, herpes, and others. Studies highlight its role in suppressing pro-inflammatory cytokines like TNF-alpha and IL-6 while boosting anti-inflammatory ones like TGF-beta and IL-10, potentially aiding conditions like COVID-19-related inflammation.

I once saw a friend growing green onions on her kitchen windowsill. Yeah, she said, instead of buying them each week, I stick them in water and trim as needed. Wow, could scraps from our kitchens actually grow us free groceries?