old story

When I  was small
Once in a while in a early spring or summer morning
Me and my grandmother or great grand mother 
Would go outside and pick up grass and flowers.
My great grandmother knew everything about nature. 
Every flower, bug, butterfly, bird, animal knew by name and birds used to sit on her hand.
Then she would make herbal teas and drink.
And only for one day or two we would feel kind of strange or not very well (natural healers don't say word sick)
After, good again and happy.
I make some times the same things in memories...
Like today...