When Morning Is As Crisp As A Bright Fall Apple

Lydia listened intently as Branch spoke of the winters. She wanted to know what she was in for and how the change in the seasons might affect her herb gathering. She knew the winters in the south were supposed to be milder but she wasn't sure by how much. She was pleased to here from Brach that that had been his experience and she appreciated his prudence in preparing for a harsher winter. It never hurt to be prepared.

"Actually if I could bug you a moment, would you mind coming with me to the herb storage so you could look it over?"

Lydia smiled and nodded. "Of course, I would be happy to. After this storm moves through I was thinking of gathering a few materials we can use for poultices. It would be good to see what we have a lot of and what might be good to have more of." She moved to stand next to him so that he could lead the way.

"Talk"