#Hyssopus

[flowers-roses]

"No dirt can touch me, like an ocean, everything that comes to me becomes clean."  

  Debasish Mridha

#flowers #herb flower #Hyssopus hyssop #goodness #purification #purity

[brightgnosis]

Hyssop (Hyssopus officinalis) from Eden Brothers

#Hyssop #Hyssopus officinalis #Eden Brothers #Seed Wishlist #Bookshelf #Tumblr Staff Has Ruined Links Now And I Hate Them For It

[senanatheskenana]

What kind of flowers do Genshin characters get you for Valentine’s Day?

Jean

A modest bouquet of Forget-me-nots and chrysanthemums. These flowers symbolise not only the hope she has for the  blossoming of your shared love, but also her undying loyalty to you

Amber

A cute little pot of honeysuckle that smells almost as sweet as she acts around you. This plant symbolises happiness, and she, above all else, wants you to be happy.

Lisa

Jacaranda sprigs and campanulas to symbolise everlasting love, wisdom, and good fortune. She finds that the two plants compliment eachother much like you do with her.

Kaeya

Gentiana had been left on your doorstep, with a letter tied to its pot with blue ribbon. The first of many on your fiance's scavenger hunt.

Diluc

More red roses than you can count. What he lacks in physicality, he more than makes up for in words and romance. These beautiful blooms were hand-picked by Diluc, and you can still feel the dampness from the morning dew on the petals.

Venti

Saxifraga and lilies arranged together to create the meaning of love persisting in death. He knows that mortals are exactly mortal. What he cannot accept however, is the idea that the love you share is merely transitory.

Mona

Mona chooses to gift you Alliums because she senses something wonderful in your future. She only hopes that she may be there to share that prosperity with you.

Albedo

Albedo gives you a flower crown of Plumeria and requests that he paint you. It is a portrait of the shoulders upwards and each stroke is made with such care that you believe he may be creating a life within the canvas. The flowers, you, and the painting are his way of immortalising the love he only experiences with you. Here you are beautiful, and here with him, you will always be beautiful

Rosaria

Rosaria leaves a bouquet of black roses and red spider lilies in a vase on your table. She could not stay to watch you see them because she always falls short of words around you. She cannot stand the thought of your death one day and the only thing that comforts her is knowing that you will both be reunited again one day when all is done.

Eula

Scorpionweed and hyssopus both find a place on your windowsill in your porch. It is Eula's own, chivalrous way of pledging her loyalty to you. The silent promise of staying through it all.

Xiao

A significant prig of prunus is left on your bedside the morning of Valentines day. It had not been there the night before. There is a thin honey coloured string wrapped around its stick, left in a delicate bow and unlike the other time, a handful of blackthorn berries is left there too. This was not the first to be left for you and it will not be the last. The anonymous spirit you had never seen with your own eyes would place a single branch there whenever things seemed uncertain because it would give you hope to endure just a little longer.

Beidou

Beidou promises that each time the Crux leaves port, it will return with something for you. This time she returned with a small pot of Kalanchoe. She hopes this and her promise to always return will help you remember her lasting love and devotion to you.

Ningguang

Ningguang sends you Peruvian lilies and Japanese roses. You love in secret because her status is too high. She could never endanger you like that. And so she must adore from afar most of the time. But she loves just as unconditionally.

Tartaglia

Childe sends you heaps of thornless roses and pots of bright red gladiolus home to you when he's away because he cant bear to think of you being alone on a day meant for you both. The gladiolus is sent to remind you not to worry about him because he will always fight his way home to you

Zhongli

Zhongli gives you a bundle of sweet-smelling osmanthus and rosemary before he spends the day by your side. He tells you anything you wish to know in palatable half-truths, leaving out pieces he can't bear to dampen your spirit with. He has shared osmanthus with you because you are special to him- an angel on earth, and he knows that as he passes the funeral parlour he will one day see you there. But this time, he vows to never forget.

Ganyu

She gently holds the bouquet of blue daisies out to you, her hand shaking just a little bit. She put a lot of time and effort into picking these specific flowers in hopes they can say what she is too shy to. They say 'forever' 

Hu Tao

Hu Tao gives you red chrysanthemums and sprigs of cranberry because she knows that the way she loves you is immortalising.

Shenhe

Shenhe does not quite understand the idea of giving people flowers. She undoubtedly understands giving you flowers, however. She chooses to leave out the things that mean love because she doesnt need plants to tell you that. She brings you white heather because it will grow with you and protect you when she cannot.

Yelan

Yelan carefully places a pot of blue roses on your balcony before disappearing into the night. You will wake to the smell of love tomorrow.

Ayaka

Ayaka organises a flowerbed in your honour, filled with Nemophila for Valentine's day. She hopes to propose to you there one day. It is on display for all to see because love is a unifying force.

Kazuha

Red daisies and freesia are sent floating on the wind to you. His love follows you anywhere he can't. 

Yoimiya

Yoimiya hands you a small bouquet of red and orange tulips as the corresponding fireworks go off behind her. They light up the air around you both, and you suddenly both find it hard to breathe. Then again that happens a lot around each other. 

Ei

Wolfsbane and purple Morning Glory are planted to encircle a large tree of wisteria. She generally dislikes the idea of people seeing her vulnerable. But she couldn't bear not seeing you. A large portion of the courtyard is now devoted to the cultivation of you. She hopes it will grow in tandem with your feelings towards each other.

Kujo Sara

Sara has filled the rockery with foxglove and winterberry as a symbol of protection and safety over you and danger to anyone who wishes to cause you harm.

Kokomi

pale pink, and lavender roses that symbolise her immediate and passionate love for you. She sends them along with a letter that smells of peach and seafoam to remind you of her.

Thoma

Thoma practically chases you down with a bouquet of yellow and red roses waving in the air. He's excited to see you and you look just as beautiful as you always do. He hands them to you with a kiss on your cheek and a sweet nothing in your ear.

Itto

Itto brings you single coreopsis. He explains to you that he had actually picked a large bouquet but that on his way back he had somehow managed to lose most of them in a fight. At least he tried, and really seeing him come back was enough.

Gorou

Gorou is ever-busy but that doesn't mean that he forgets about you. Gorou regularly sends you letters, each containing an almond blossom, to both assure you it is him, and that he is alive, and that he will return to you.

Yae Miko

Yae brings you to the most vibrant cherry blossom tree to watch the petals fall into your hair. Each one drops with the beat of her heart. She's a romantic.

Ayato

Ayato brings you lotus plants to cover your pond. He believes that they are a hybrid of you both- your purity and his elegance to create something perfectly beautiful.

Tighnari

Tighnari gifts you a potted Opuntia, its flowers the same colour as the one on his shirt. He tells you it symbolises hope, though he does not say what he hopes for. In his heart, he hopes for a safe world to live with you in

Cyno

Cyno does not say anything as he hands you the bunch of hydrangeas, his face bright red and his eyes looking anywhere but at you. After a long moment of silence he replies to your excited thank you. "Tighnari helped me choose one that was as strong and beautiful as our love"

Candace

Candace gifts you a potted blackthorn bush. Admittedly, some thought it was an unorthodox gesture, but she had her reasons. If she was getting you plants, it would not be something redundant, like love. She searched for something strong and sturdy that could support you, and protect you. After the first frost and thaw, the berries are sweeter, much like her.

Nilou

Nilou has chosen to give you orchid cactus flowers. She tells you they are beautiful just like you and they symbolise the admiration she has for you. 

Scaramouche

Scaramouche almost decided against the idea entirely. It was dumb, he thought it was just for marketing. He still thinks it is, but he indulges you. He sends you rainflowers and purple and blue anemones. He won't tell you but he feels like he isn't worthy of you because of all he has done.

~~

This took me like two whole days because i had to read up on every single one of those plants ;( 

it was fun though :)

#genshin impact fluff #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact x reader #gi diluc #Childe #venti #ayato #tighnari #cyno #scaramouche #itto #gorou

[inamoment]

Hyssopus Officinalis)

[windvexer]

is hyssop safe to use as loose incense? i tried researching it and some smoke shop site claims its safe to inhale but they don't seems like the best source.

Hi, Anon. I have the exact same information set as you do, which is to say, I can also do web searches about it.

Since the only thing I can contribute is my search technique, here we go:

Do not get medical information from the smoke/herbal shops trying to sell you the product.

There are websites dedicated to medical information (like webmd.com) to help look up the possible medical effects of plants.

Make sure you know the scientific name of the plant. I don't think hyssop is much of an offender since I think most of the time, most people are talking about hyssopus officinalis. But if the source can't tell you the scientific name, I would decline to trust it as a scientific resource.

Be mindful of your personal medical risks. Since we can go on DuckDuckGo and quickly find out from Wikipedia that hyssop is used as a culinary herb, we can probably determine that, like, just touching it won't make you drop dead. In fact, apparently we can all chug some absynthe, of which it's a primary ingredient, and be fine (if not drunk). But apparently, even small amounts of the essential oil can give children convulsions and trigger seizures in adults. So if you tend to have seizures, maybe this isn't the plant for you.

If you have medical concerns, you can't ask a search engine or a blogger. You need to talk to your doctor.

Maybe someone on the dash has a resource or a book or something that can give you a definitive answer, but I can't. Best of luck on your searches.

#answered #or not answered as it may be

[infinitethree]

Have you ever met a version of darkza that was kind?

Day makes a face like he’s insulted. To be fair, he is; the question is absurd to him on quite a few levels. His wings flick in annoyance as he answers,  "I've only met the one. If I could have snapped his wings off and stuffed them down his throat, I would have. He’s a monster and I'm glad he died suffering."

The irony of him, of all people, saying that is not lost on Day. But, well…even at his worst, he didn't do anything as heinous as hacking the wings off of two of his own kids and blinding one of them.

Coming back from just a day-long run to the nearby village to find Theo, all of thirteen, desperately trying to protect his younger brothers despite his own maiming–

He can never forget that sight. Nor can he forgive a man who would be that much of a monster.

There are a lot of debts he has racked up with the Fates, but that is the first and largest. Despite their confusion from the sudden reality warp, they were still able to give Theo the strength to hold on until Day returned.

The Fates are why his family remains whole and hale. He can never hope to repay them for that fact.

"Not me, personally," Day answers. "But Sanctuary as a whole does, yes. Some people would say Manhunts don't count. I disagree; the server pretty much shuts down for them, after all. Even Lucid’s are a big deal…not that they can outdo Perce's."

He sounds a little smug about that. His second youngest, for all that he likes to be a menace, has taken to Sanctuary's style of Manhunts with a startling amount of grace.

Maybe part of it is a desire to get the hefty paychecks offered, sure. Perce has several pricey hobbies; those had actually been the push he needed to actually take the plunge.

There had been some awkwardness in adjusting to the new format, of course. But once he had his footing, his second youngest had taken off at a dead sprint and has yet to slow down.

And now Perce draws the biggest audience, in no small part because he knows exactly how to play to them. He’s damn good at finding the best way to balance his skill and keeping the viewers in suspense.

But the question had likely been about more normal festivals.

"The last weekend of March, we have the Blooming Festival. It's a celebration of the end of winter and beginning of spring. Lots of flowers get handed around in different forms. Bouquets, flower crowns, corsages, bracelets– some people get them preserved with magic as a memento. Or just get paper ones."

He can’t help but smile at the memory he has of Lee and Perce's respective first years. 

With Perce, the rest of his family– and his friends, once they caught on– made a game out of stealthily adding to the increasingly unwieldy number of floral adornments. It quickly spiraled out of control, until it seemed like half of Sanctuary decided to pile on.

Even Vio had managed to pin a small hyssopus to his sleeve. Nobody was sure when he did it, just that it had to have been him.

The flower is pretty uniquely linked to the alien. They’re what his ear cuff is in the shape of, and thus a little too personal for most people to grow at all. Even those that do wouldn't just hand them out like that.

By the end of the festival, Perce had enough flowers that he could have started a stall. He had been red faced from laughter and a bit of embarrassment.

Lee, meanwhile, had missed that same celebration by just a bit under two months. He had more time to acclimate to Sanctuary's style of celebrating in time for the next year, and more critically, time to plot.

His goal had been to give every single person a flower. In his eyes, they were all special, and thus all needed to get something from him.

There…had been some distress, when he failed at that exceptionally ambitious goal.

A few people got together afterwards to help him belatedly achieve it– Aster being among them.

Daz, too. It's sort of funny; the two Tommys don't mesh at all, and yet they had both felt driven to help a sullen six year old feel better.

Now that he’s thinking about the perky head of newcomer orientation, though, he remembers another event.

"The Welcome Wagon holds a picnic each month, open to anyone who wants to go. I think it's mainly to help new residents meet others. I don't go much, but Orph loves it."

Likely, part of that is because he’s good friends with Daz. Plus he doesn't have to stress about orientation any more. The rest of the people who run the day-to-day parts of the server are semi-regulars as well. Even Vio shows up sometimes, in between boughts of…hibernation?

Day is pretty sure that's what Vio has claimed he does to recover post-travel. But Vio says a lot of things that Day takes with a few pounds worth of salt, so fuck knows if he was telling the truth, exaggerating, or just flat out lying.

He and Theo agree that Vio definitely makes some things up just to fuck with them. It’s likely payback for all the times that the two of them annoy the alien.

It does not help that the rest of the not-family double down on some things, or refute others that Day knows for a fact are true.

Speaking of Vio's totally-not-sons, though…

"We have combat tournaments– which Aryll is banned from participating in. He won too easily and it was boring for everyone. That happened not too long after multiverse travel started, though, and there’s a good chance he wouldn't do nearly as well now. He's never tried to appeal it because he can't be bothered and he likes rubbing it in Theo’s face."

It remains a sore spot for Theo that he was never able to get banned for being too good.

Of course– Day’s eldest never gives them his all, either. There’s leagues of difference between a friendly, if heated, match and Theo aiming to kill.

Theo can be beaten. Theseus Was-Taken cannot.

Day is all too aware of just how powerful Theo truly is– a lifetime of pushing himself to be stronger, better, and faster than anyone else is emphasized every time the chorus of the Fates demand blood.

Despite the frequent bickering and annoyance, the Fates do not fuck around with an actual threat. They’ve grown attached to Theo and his loved ones– and, thus, messing around when those are in danger is a non-option.

Theseus Was-Taken, the legend, was born because Theo needed to protect his family. He and the Fates formed a deep, symbiotic relationship; they live in his head and grant him strength, and he acts as their conduit on the world at large.

Even Iatros has been able to get a better understanding of Chat through him.

…And also through Day talking about Theo’s antics over the years. So sue him– the piglin was arguably the last bridge not reduced to ash by the time Day had made his desperate deal. He might have spent decades in the world of the SMPza, but…a part of him could never forget that tiny sliver of hope.

Iatros might be his therapist, but Day still considers him a friend. Zephyr– usually just Phil– has become one, too.

They do share centuries of memories. Some of them are confusing, some are infuriating, some are fascinating, but they are still shared.

Phil only ever competed in one of the tournaments. Despite complaining that he was too old for it, he was still fifth.

Not bad by any stretch. Definitely worse than Day’s fourth, though– and well behind Vio's third, Theo’s second, or Aver's first place.

It had been a good fight. A familiar sense of joy had overtaken Day when the scrappy, snarling kid who had been through hell got his first gold medal.

Aver looked a hell of a lot like Theo had the first time his eldest was able to beat Day in a spar. Definitely older, but the look of hard-won victory still brought back a lot of memories.

So, Day had taken it upon himself to commission Atlas for a golden laurel wreath. Aver had laughed in delight and wore it for the next week.

As far as Day is aware, Aver's laurels are currently being worn by a life size cow plushie on display in Make It Sew.

That had all been years ago, of course. It was before Aster had been brought back– hell, it was before Perce had entered the picture.

His second youngest sometimes feels like he’s been with them forever. It's jarring to remember that there was a time before he or Lee were a part of the family.

He continues, "Christmas is another big holiday for us. It's…" he pauses, brows furrowing in thought.

"...It's a way to reaffirm the spirit of kindness that made them decide to stay here. It doesn’t matter if you've been here two weeks or two years; you get presents. There’s a lot of groups that hold open festivities, because just about everyone here has too much experience with being alone."

Prime knows that Day is familiar with it. He remembers the numb blur of time, blood, and agony that his time in Pandora's Vault became.

Even before that, though– when he was rapidly spiraling out of control– he spent too much time with only his server for company.

By the time things devolved beyond repair, even that was gone. There was just Day, his fury, and the crippling admin drives that ruined him.

He tries not to focus too much on that part of his past. Sometimes he's left breathless over his grief that he had to rip out a part of his soul, to murder the world that never understood why everything was going so wrong so fast.

"It doesn’t matter how fancy the gift is. What's really important, at least from what I've seen, is that you're thinking of the other person. I've heard a lot of stories about the Welcome Wagon reducing people to tears with origami or a box of snacks. One year, the Prank Guild heads hacked into the com network to send everyone a greatest hits montage of server prank wars."

Day remains completely and utterly convinced that they did it with help from the Redstone Alliance. Nobody has ever admitted as such, sure, but Day is incredibly suspicious that the compilation had Theo getting bested so many times.

…The number of times Vio looked like a clown was also pretty damn high. The T3 are united in their rock solid belief that the tech geeks provided the leg work for that particular 'gift.'

Caper and Spark, meanwhile, were able to add another onto the list of server guidelines. Hacking into the com network on that scale for anything short of an emergency isn't cool.

Funny, yes, but not great for the overall mental health of the server.

He stretches his wings out behind him, trying to work out a faint twinge. It's too easy to tune out physical discomfort and pain. This body might have never gone through horrific torture, but Day damn well remembers it.

His pain receptors are, as far as he can tell, just permanently fucked up. It's…been an issue for him.

"And on Christmas night, most of the server gathers for a party. Some people dress up, others wear casual clothes, but it’s fun all around. Food, games, time spent with friends and strangers alike…even active prank wars get set aside for the night.” Another smile creeps up at the memories.

Day is definitely among those who want to dress up. It’s not only a chance to wear something nice, but to show off a lot of the fancier jewelry he’s gotten over the years.

To him, Christmas night is magical. Seeing so many people he’s offered a hand towards gathering together, laughing and talking, in a server shaped not by war but peace…

That feeling is not something he could ever fully put into words.

Seeing his sons in that atmosphere in particular makes him emotional. He still feels a horrible sense of guilt for the suffering that his eldest four endured on the SMPza.

Having them be so carefree, with so many others who care about them…

Yeah, he needs to go to another event. If he doesn’t, he might start crying.

The best way to redirect is, as always, to reflect on the Prank Guild’s actions.

He huffs softly as he says, “April Fool’s day is omnipresent, inescapable, and officially sponsored by the Prank Guild. My understanding is that they make bank. Some people go into lockdown.”

Day’s family is not among them. As long as there aren’t recently-rescued guests in Summer Hills, it’s the best time of year for anyone to try to prank them.

Plenty have tried. A lot have failed, and gotten a taste of what the Was-Taken family can do when sufficiently motivated.

The ones who succeed get a full taste of it. It’s maybe a little too satisfying to see them realize the gravity of their actions far, far too late.

Being able to see their glee turn into regret in real time is definitely petty of him. But at the same time, he only pretends not to be a chaotic bastard at heart.

His kids had to learn it from someone, after all.

But there's plenty of other, less benign things they've learned from him. He can’t help but feel an ache in his chest when he thinks about how much they've all suffered because of his selfishness.

Tone much more serious, he explains, “On the day before the anniversary of the server's creation, we mourn. For people, for places, for things– everyone in Sanctuary has lost something. A collective day of remembrance lets us all grieve. Some people do it alone, others with friends or family. We usually light candles or send lanterns made with seaweed out over the ocean. There’s no wrong way to do it, though.”

Prime knows his own style has shifted over the years. It had been something he did only with his sons, at first.

Then Iatros gently suggested that he should take at least a few hours to focus on his own grief, instead of only theirs.

It was good advice. Day takes time in the morning to let himself ruminate on his past. He's lost so much, and he’ll lose so much more before he's through.

After that, he joins his sons to have a slightly less somber remembrance. He tells stories and listens to the ones they tell, in turn.

He sighs softly. “And…the next day, we celebrate healing. We come together and have a festival to declare that no matter our pain, we're still here. We've escaped hell and found a place that prizes kindness and love. How can we not love that, after we've suffered so much?”

A faint smile creeps up again. It's hard not to, when he thinks about the years he's spent marveling at the way none of them can stand to let negativity linger for too long. Many of the current residents have had a bad parting be the final time they spoke to someone, after all– and that regret has shaped them into the people they are today.

The Night of Flight and Dawn of Sanctuary are two halves of a whole. Pain and grief will find you, yes, but there is always time to heal.

How sweet. You should write greeting cards or something.

Day startles, his head snapping up like he can spot whoever just spoke.

Oh c'mon, DayDream. You're smarter than that!

You don't want to bore me, do you?

A shudder goes down his spine. The flex of power in just those words makes the situation painfully clear.

This is some form of divinity, and boring them is dangerous.

They want to be entertained, like Day is only there to put on a show for them.

A peal of laughter, almost staticky at points, rings out. Fuck, you have no idea how right you are! Why did I bother staying quiet for so long, if it's this much fun speaking up?! Being silent doesn't suit me, anyway. Too much of a showman–

The door slams open, and on the other side is Theo. He looks distressed, a fact that diverts Day's attention from the likely-malicious entity.

“Dad, we have a fuckin’ problem–” Theseus, your timing sucks. I spent so long waiting, and NOW is when you show yourself?!

Theo grits his teeth. “It's been ten minutes.” Hah! If only you knew.

A bitterness lies under those words, but Day is too busy getting up to put a hand on his son's shoulder. “What do you want from us?”

I'm sick of hanging back. This whole mess is going to get stalled out forever unless something changes, anyway. Two birds, one stone.

That explains nothing.

You don't need to understand. You'll figure it out eventually, even if I don't tell you.

Jaw flexing, Theo hisses, “You act like you're above retaliation from other gods. Do you think that Time–”

Laughter booms so loud that they both wince from it. Half-hysterically, the voice repeats, Time? TIME?! I know you're not supposed to know, but holy FUCK…of all the threats you could have made, that's the funniest. It's a dumb one, too– it's not like they'd take your calls.

Day narrows his eyes. It feels like a trap, but–

“Who said we're the only ones who can call?”

A giggle sounds out. Sure; I'll back off if the Observers can get Time to scold me. What could outrank the embodiment of time and reality, anyway?

Somehow, Day doesn't find any comfort in that promise.

#asked&answered #long post #chaotictheseus #daydreamer #mysteriousvoice #RunsTheShow #chronotag #and THIS is why I had to wait until I finished the other one to post this #bc it doesn't make sense to go from questions to the VERY CONCERNING presence of mystery #and then go back to more questions #there are soooooo many hints in here lmao #yellow is used as emphasis like bold or italic would be #bc tumblr is fuckin' weird and doesn't let me to underline easily #and just un-italizing it wasn't bold enough #there's nothing especially important about those words and I genuinely mean that #yellow is actually their secondary color! yes they have a color scheme. and an appearance. and [redacted]! #mystery is a horrible creature but they are near and dear to my heart for. reasons. #when they get their grand reveal it'll change things around here!! :D

[workwort]

Hyssop, Hyssopus officianalis

#Seed grown #my plants #flowers #herbs

[synoicus]

Hyssopus symbolizes protection, health, cleanliness and sacrifice.

#andraws #quailguys #Hyssop!! and.. hyssop (plant)! #this is for the February prompt.. flower language fun #spinxyn #nephfei

[delightingintragedy]

Oils To Avoid During Pregnancy

"Note: This is not a complete list. Consult with a doctor, midwife, trained aromatherapist, or herbalist before using essential oils while pregnant.

Aniseed (Pimpinella anisum)

Anise, Star (Illicium verum)

Basil (Ocimum basilicum)

Birch (Betula lenta)

Blue Cypress (Callitris intratropica)

Camphor (Cinnamomum camphora)

Chamomile, Roman (Chamaemelum nobile)

Clary Sage (Salvia sclarea)

Fennel, Sweet (Foeniculum vulgare)

Ho Leaf (Cinnamomum camphora)

Hyssop (Hyssopus officinalis)

Mugwort (Artemisia vulgaris)

Myrtle (Myrtus communis)

Nutmeg (Myristica fragrans)

Parsley (Petroselinum sativum)

Pennyroyal (Mentha pulegium)

Rosemary (Rosmarinus officinalis)

Sage (Salvia officinalis)

Spanish Lavender (Lavandula stoechas)

Spearmint (Mentha spicata)

Tarragon (Artemisia dracunculus)

Wintergreen (Gaulltheria procumbens)

If exposure to essential oils results in drops contacting sensitive mucus membranes (e.g., in the nose) or splashes into eyes, flush with full-fat milk or a few drops of jojoba oil."

-Blackthorn's Botanical Magic by Amy Blackthorn, pg 297

#oils #essential oils #aromatherapy #witchcraft #witchblr #quotes #safety

[zetaeta87]

i wrote a poem

it’s inspired by @cocomere’s fics. i wrote a poem based on a dsmp au^3 that has a metric fuckton of worldbuilding. the bloodshed banter breakdown was too powerful

[mild spoilers for the askblog]

Influence(d)

One immortal father, utterly failed to avoid

Two bleeding gods, destructive and destroyed

Three simple interactions, Time’s will leading away

Four young reformers, one’s spiteful will deployed

Five Council members, caring yet paranoid

Six lost sons, destruction kept at bay

Theseus and Daedalus, Orpheus and Atlas

Kept in the dark until Aether showed them day

Perseus’ broken family, Achilles’ poisoned mind

Found sanctuary in summer

And family in the hills

Watched over by hyssopus is-

A poppy, bloodied yet enduring-

A zinnia, battered but withstanding-

An allium, broken and abiding-

And eustoma protected by both swords and shields.

Together they change, battle someone strange,

And fight and crack and still snap back

Until they’re finally safe

A shining star, dimmed, near death, and relit;

A dazzling void, a shriveled, gilded heart

With a venomous black hole isolated within;

Different from normal, a rainstorm appears;

Gold and darkness with infinities hidden

Both chased away until sanctuary arrived;

Each and every one of them

Crashed and burned and fell

But none of them are Icarus,

No, all of them know well

To stay away from sun and sea

And never make wax wings

#poetry #wrote most of this in a day so if it’s scuffed that’s why

[natural-healing-micro-blog]

#genusHyssopus #Hyssop #Hyssopusofficinalis #indigestion #Infusions #leaves #medicinalproperties #poorcirculation #Poultices #respiratoryinfections #syrups #teas #tinctures

[thehellishtrinity]

Jingles miserably over: hello a crumb of Page lore I miss my boy glad to see he’s a Jing Yuan kinnie now it suits him

YES HELLO * frantically scraps together Page crumbs together *

T. There’s not. Th. There’s not a lot HAHAAH so please take the Page related content I did find.

He is associated with the hyssopus flower!

His theme song is Two by Sleeping at Last!

Here’s what his signature looks like!

His fatal flaw is patience :)

Here’s some quotes I associate with him!

#sleppy-disaster #radiokian #ask #that’s all I have iM SORRY AGFJFBHABDGSSBSVSHZVSGS #listen…. he’s still recovering from being my least favorite #I don’t hate him as much now dw hAHAHAHAHA but that does mean he has a lot of catching up to do #I gotta do more w him #build him up!!! #page #headcanons

[brightgnosis]

Instagram Repost: April 27, 2023

My last round of plants from Strictly Medicinal Seeds finally came in after much impatience. It's supposed rain all week, however, and I didn't think they'd survive in the boxes until it stopped. So I put them in the ground IN the rain yesterday as soon as the order showed up.

I regret nothing, actually, ha! It was quite nice, and fun- even if I did wind up having a hard time warming back up and was in a world of pain for the rest of the day (thanks Fibromyalgia and Hypothyroidism); completely worth it! Final role call includes ⤅

🌿 Common Mugwort (Artemisia Vulgaris)

🌿 Prairie Sage / Western Mugwort (Artemisia Ludoviciana)

🌿 Absinthe Wormwood (Artemisia Absinthium)

🌿 Black Sage (Salvia Mellifera)

🌿 Purple Sage (Salvia Leucophylla)

🌿 White Sage (Salvia Apiana)

🌿 Pannonian Sage / Austrian Sage (Salvia Austriaca)

🌿 Rue (Ruta Graveolens)

🌿 Lime Balm (Melissa Officinalis ssp. Altissima)

🌿 Temperate Tulsi (Ocimum Tenuiflorum)

🌿 Valerian (Valeriana Officinalis)

🌿 European Vervain / Verbena (Verbena Officinalis)

🌿 Lovage (Levisticum Officinale)

🌿 TRUE Za'atar this time (Origanum Syriacum)

🌿 Black Horehound (Ballota Nigra)

🌿 White Horehound (Marrubium Vulgare)

🌿 Hyssop (Hyssopus Officinalis)

🌿 Mountain Mint (Pycnanthemum Virginianum)

🌿 Sweet Leaf Monarda (Monarda Fistulosa)

I still need to plant the seeds I have that need to go in the ground. I'm going to wait until the rain's actually cleared for that, though, otherwise they'll just get drowned or washed out, and it'd be a waste; there's still a couple pots that need filled anyways before I can- which requires a few more bags of Soil.

#Instagram Reposts #Personal #2023 #My Garden #Garden 2023 #Gardening #Green Witch #Green Witchcraft #Oklahoma #Witchy Gardening #Witches Garden #Witch's Garden #Gardenblr #Plantblr

[jarwoski]

Hyssopus officinalis

O hissopo

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What Does Hyssop Smell Like?

When we immerse ourselves in the world of herbs and aromatics, few plants carry the aura of mystery and historical significance as hyssop. Known for its mention in ancient texts and its longstanding use in traditional practices, hyssop (Hyssopus officinalis) is not just a plant of the past; it is a sensory experience that continues to captivate. But what exactly does hyssop smell like? The scent…

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