🌅 Good morning to the morning
Every day begins with a stroll outside to the backyard where I greet the morning and my beautiful mountain range. The cool air carries the scent of dew and leaves, and the birds are already busy with their songs.
Nothing fills me with more peace and purpose than this view — it reminds me why I do the work I do, and grounds me before I step into the rhythm of the day.
🌿 Morning – Connect with the Plants
The first task of the morning is to check the herbs. Each jar or bag tells me something about the day ahead. I look closely at the grind and texture — too fine, and extraction can be harsh; too coarse, and the medicine may come out weak. Getting that balance just right is part of the craft.

And then there’s the aroma. As soon as the lids come off, I’m surrounded by scents — earthy roots, sharp spices, soft florals. It’s not just quality control; it’s a daily ritual of connection, a reminder that each plant has its own voice and character to offer.
🔬 Midday — Crafting the Medicine
This is my favorite part. It’s almost like alchemy — and in many ways, it is.

The first step is to moisten the dry herb for 24 hours. That simple pause plumps up the plant material, opens its pores, and prepares it for extraction. It also brings out the aroma, which is one of the joys of the work. After that, I gently pour a balanced water-and-alcohol mixture over the herbs and let gravity take over. No machines, no tools — just nature doing what it does best. And the reward is immediate: the liquid begins to take on the gorgeous, rich brown. Just look at this mugwort.
The heart of this process is observation, something you lose with mass production. In big facilities, machines are set and left to run.
It’s efficient, but not authentic. Authenticity is watching how the liquid drains — not too fast, not too slow — because either can change the finished tincture. It’s noticing the aroma, too: you don’t want it to reek of alcohol, and you don’t want it to overwhelm the senses either. Somewhere in between lies the balance of effectiveness and harmony. It takes years of practice to know, just by looking and smelling, the whole story a tincture is telling. And that, more than anything, is what I love about what I do.
📦 Afternoon — Business Side of Herbalism
The last step to my day is packing and shipping. To keep the space calm, I always light my wax melt owl — its gentle fragrance keeps me grounded even when small things go wrong.
Each label is waterproof and includes directions, ingredients, and a handwritten expiration date. That little detail reminds customers that real hands have prepared their tincture with care. Once sealed for safety, they’re ready to head out into the world.

🌙 Evening — Reflection and Balance
I always end my day by going over what I’ve accomplished. A notebook is never far from reach — my “Happiness Plan” — where I jot down thoughts as part of my mindfulness practice.
What I love most about these days as an herbalist is the sense of contribution. Each tincture, each blend, feels like a way of giving back — creating something useful that supports others. I’ll never get rich doing this work, but I’m happier than most people I know. That’s how I measure success.
The evening closes with simple joys: time with my daughter, a few outside chores, and then some gentle yoga stretches before sleep. It’s a quiet ending to a day that began with the mountains and flowed through the plants.
đź’š an Invitation
This is more than just my story — it’s part of a larger one. Every tincture, every plant, connects us back to the earth and to one another. I invite you to walk alongside me, to learn, to share, and to rediscover the simple gifts that nature offers.
