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This man has smelt Sporobolus heterolepsis- have you ?

Diary note for September: propagate more of the wondrously aromatic grass Sporobolis heterolepsis.

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What is it then ? a fabulous grass with attitude and scent !

other common name – Prairie dropseed

Height : 80cm (at least) Spread : 35cm (and some)

Flowering : meant to be July and august , but still flowering now well into September.

spicemarket1Scent : musky and aromatic like a trip into a indian spice market. Just catching on the slightest breeze you get a hint of the cumin laden armpit of a street trader in Jaipur. It is the sort of grass you could make a curry with , the sort of grass that would be impregnating an old jute camel bag, the scent of a sandal kicked off under a rickshaw drivers charpoi, the tendril taint of an “old “print dug out from beneath a dozen such prints in old Mapusa market. It is the siren call of the exotic and the whisper of the orient.

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I smelt Sporobolus and my nose fell off …..

Grown en masse (of course) why would anyone do any less,it is a wonder of the prairie plain.Not only do you get scent but a fine and fickle movement in the breeze reminds you of a lapping warm sea. Must be nearly holiday time methinks ………..

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This year we are promoting and growing herbs for our “cut it now” herbal tea range ! growing on our terrace at our teashop we have the most amazing range of possibilities for your healthy cuppa !

Why would you choose the dry and dusty alternative in a teabag when you can take our fresh leaves and enjoy the fresh and invigorating aromas coming from the freshest ingredients. It is a simple recipe after all … leaves + hot water and drink !

So when you reach for  our Tashkent mint you are reaching for a world beyond the teatable……imagine the exotic lure of the spice trail.. the irascible hot sweaty camels and their enigmatic drovers swathed in grubby silks and manmade fibres.. the glint of a golden tooth here.. the chink of a wanton coin encrusted sandal there… there is a snort and the flap of the Bedouin tent and the seamless shift of a thousand sands and a thousand grains of sand transports you beyond the norm.

many other fresh herbs are  available !  If you like the idea of a leap from the teabag into the realm of the senses  ..a cup of chocolate peppermint perchance, a smooth apple mint, nay pineapple, camomile lawn : give it to me in a cup, lemon balm my soul….the teas are endless the aromas subtle stimulating and the colours .. give me zing, give me laughter, give me love !

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