Monday, September 19, 2011

Artemisia annua also know as Sweet Annie.

Where have you been all of my life?

How was I, until this day, unaware of your presence on earth?

How did I think my life complete before our introduction?

Words do not begin to describe your loveliness. Your heavenly scent speaks of mystical groves amongst ancient forested lands. A place where fire crackles and pumpkins grow and grow. A place where small winged creatures paint leaves of trees and spread blankets down for winter. A place of beauty where worry is scarce and frolics are frequent, where girls where crowns and no shoes are necessary....

Dearest doting and most wonderful husband,

Please no longer bestow a rose or tulip. Though I love all things floral and bright my heart has been stolen. I am entranced with a scent so lovely and sweet that no other can now compare. So I beg of you, in a time of gifting, to offer my now one and my only...

a small bundle of sweet annie...