In the middle of winter, on the eve of another supposed Winter Storm, I got a burst of summer today when I grabbed my jar of bay leaves, to put one in the chicken and dumplings I am making for dinner tonight.
I opened the jar and WOOSH! the smell of fresh bay leaves. What a lovely memory of summer.
I grew these myself last summer and dried them in the basement, and have been able to use them as my heart desires ... and I have plenty to get me through the year. The plant got kinda big.
Now I'm really looking forward to spring!
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