Friday, April 19, 2013
I've always tucked a bit of borage -- the herb of composure and courage -- in my pocket, on an as-needed basis. Before a difficult hike or ride, or after a really really bad day.
Turns out what I thought was borage wasn't borage at all. And the only thing that's protected me from my own rabid cowardice has been the common thistle.
Here's to a better week ahead
From some of the gang