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By loveeveryminute

Butterfly Pea

We mowed the cemetery today. In the middle of the field at the lower end, I found this little butterfly pea vine. It’s actually a wild herb . The petals of the blue variety make a beautiful dark blue tea. Matt and Jess gave me the dried petals for tea one year for Christmas. It was delicious and beautiful. I made some for a friend once. When she asked what kind it was, without thinking, I said: Butterfly pea. The look on her face told me she heard : BUTTERFLY PEE! :—)) Immediately, I launched into a story about how men with nets followed the butterflies around collecting it…. Her face was priceless and I finally cracked up and explained that it’s a little herb. :—)).
I mowed around this little vine.
We then went to lunch then home. We rested a little while then worked in the pasture and fed everybody. It was terribly hot and we were exhausted. Now to bed.
Be blessed!

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