Dylan Thomas
The birds of the winged trees flying my name Above the farms and the white horses I rose in rainy autumn And walked abroad in a shower of all my days. – Dylan Thomas
The birds of the winged trees flying my name Above the farms and the white horses I rose in rainy autumn And walked abroad in a shower of all my days. – Dylan Thomas
Julia Rappaport
It was after spending the holidays back home on the Island that I made the decision to tackle Dry January: an aptly-named, specialty cleanse in which one gives up booze for 31 days at the start of the new year.
Island herbalist Holly Bellebuono writes books, runs an herbalist training school, is a familiar face at the farmers market and lectures all over the country. Here she talks to The Vine about herbs for beginners, learning from her elders, and what to do about that pesky winter cold.