I finally harvest the last of the California poppy the other day. It is a bittersweet event. The poppy forest always provides us with such joy in the garden. A place everyone seems to gravitate toward. The cats often lay under the umbrella of the flowers. Sevi likes to sit over near them and color. Drew and I tend to gravitate toward that end of the garden when chatting outside. And this year, Sage couldn’t stop eating the flowers.
We already had a bunch of extract from last year, so I decided to just dry it and try it as a tea this time. I’ve never used it this way, but many herbals list it as a good method. I will let you know how it turns out. Poppy has been a wonderful ally for this family. It is an herb I turn to for restlessness associated with aches and pains of any kind. And when I remember, it offers Sage some instant, although short-lived, relief from teething when massaged gently into her gums. For Sevi, I have given it as a sleep-aid on busy days when she has crashed and burned with bumps and bruises and can’t get comfortable lying down. I use it myself for restless nights when I have one of those stuffy head colds that won’t let me sleep. Or when my mind is racing with thoughts. It is actually one of the few herbs I can feel working physically almost right away. I do wake up a little groggy in the morning, but it’s worth it for the deep restful sleep I get.
Her beautiful orange tap roots are always surprising. They are rich and vibrant, almost translucent. And remind me a little of carrots when the leafy tops are still attached. She can be used topically as well for cuts and scrapes or to calm as spasmodic cough. Though she can be found readily in the southwest, she is a green ally well worth growing as she offers many joyful and medicinal uses.