Alas I found the perfect tea for my migraine hangover days! (ie the day after a terrible body rocking, skull kicked in abomination of 24 hours of life I can never get back) it's called "hair of the dog", truly fitting.
This weather is slowly killing my brain this year... I don't even care we woke up with mass amounts that require digging out the vehicles and unpacking the shovels again. I wouldn't care at all if the shock of temperature didn't fracture me internally. So frustrating.
On a wicked plus side I also woke up to this!
It's aliiiiiive. My little garlic buddy is sprouting. Fingers crossed I don't manage to snuff the life out of him anytime soon.