This is the hill behind my village. I think it's my favorite place in the whole world.

I come here to search for herbs for my healing potions. But often I get carried way by the sheer beauty of my home. At such times I can lay back for hours....watching squirrels play....or making pictures from the clouds.

But, alas, I must get back to work or I'll never get the ingredients to teach you the healing arts. Come back in a few days and I will be better prepared.

My gran taught me the ancient art of healing when I was just a girl. I still have the book she taught me from. No one is sure just how old it is, but the knowledge within its pages has saved countless lives. I knoe it's around here somewhere........Ahhh.....Here it is!

The picture of my home is courtesy of Butser Ancient Farm.