WHY I BECAME AN HERBALIST

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When I was a young woman I cleared out an old estate with my relatives. I will never forget that old house. And the strewn about belongings of the clearly extraordinary woman who had lived her life there. She was no longer walking this realm by the time I stepped through the front door of that house. But when I walked back out that same door for the final time I felt as though we had become friends.

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