In this chapter I will explain what herbology and botany are, and how they differ, as well as begin to indroduce knowlege from both categories. Stay tuned for a fun fact about one of my favorite subjects, PLANTS! Please let me know if you like it and include whatever critiques you have, as I may turn this into a book at some point. Thanks.

It's now June! In this entry, I identify plants, talk about summer and give a recipe for a summer drink.

These are the last two entries to complete April. April 08th was the eclipse and I discovered a fungi that will literally make you a funeral.

Whispers of the Forest is a lyrical poem that invites readers into the serene and mystical world of the woods. Through vivid imagery and gentle rhythm, it captures the forest’s timeless secrets, quiet wisdom, and the deep connection between nature and the soul. Each verse paints a scene of tranquil beauty and introspective calm, encouraging readers to slow down, listen, and rediscover peace within the natural world.

"the gardener" is a poem that I wrote back in 2022. It mentions a man who takes care of his flower garden, and uses rhyme and metaphor to convey the lives of the flowers. The poem shows the gardener's life cycle as it comes to a close. This poem was actually the first poem I ever wrote, back in my sophomore year of high school. It is almost entirely the same as it was when I wrote it, with only a few minor adjustments. I hope you enjoy :)

how to make remedies from plants that I have listed for people who are in multiple areas so the topic will be relevant to others and to educate people of interest.

The Theme Is: Seasons of Change I wrote this piece to symbolize my struggles with seasonal depression. Especially living in New York, the cold tends to attack you with very little mercy. I suffer pretty badly from the changing of the seasons, but this piece was written to hold me accountable for seeing the good of change. This was published in my school's literary magazine in 2024.

I figured I'd take a smell at the little things in life. This man of God, he is, nearly makes me believe that I was designed to be his wife.

The wanderer goes as far south as the warner. Will the third eye ever catch his dragon?

When life slows down and you understand a true friend in a man is his own best friend.

When it comes to maintaining a healthy diet, one of the key factors to consider is calorie intake. Many people strive to find foods that not only satisfy their hunger but also help them stay within their daily calorie goals. Low-calorie foods are a fantastic option for those looking to lose weight, maintain their current weight, or simply adopt a healthier lifestyle. These foods are typically rich in nutrients, fiber, and water content, making them both filling and nutritious. In this article, we’ll explore some of the lowest calorie foods available, offering a variety of choices that can be seamlessly incorporated into your meals and snacks. From crisp, refreshing vegetables to juicy fruits and lean proteins, these options can help you enjoy flavorful and satisfying meals without the extra calories

Women have menstrual cramps at a young age and we are grown up at a young age. However, We don't always have a heating pad or a way of "shaking off" the menstrual cramps when we are young in class. This is why I believe women have a revolutionary spirit. Because there is no solution to menstrual cramps at a young age, this problem grows into other people's problems like transitioning genders. People are clueless about the satanic transitioning ritual and above all women may go through menstrual cramps too and these two problems are similar. I think it's important to really inform other women and be proud. Inform each other on how to heal our pain, but sometimes society thinks it's vulgar. I, for example had a girlfriend as i am a woman too and I was beaten. I now have permanent pains elsewhere, but having a homosexual relationship made my cramps go away unlike my later heterosexual relationships. Women will understand each other and men have this "so called love" - notd.io writer.

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A touching story of my grandmother and the devotional Jesus Calling. It was confirmation on March 10, 2023.

This poem tells the story of a plant's life, which reflects the journey of a human life. It starts as a small seed, growing gracefully and finding its place in the world. Like a child, it explores and thrives, reaching for the sky. Through the seasons, it faces challenges but blossoms with beauty, just like a youth. As time passes, the plant grows older, but it remains wise and bold, sharing its wisdom and leaving a legacy. It reminds us to cherish every moment, as life's beauty unfolds for all of us.

There was a remarkable woman named Mildred, whose warm smile and kind heart touched the lives of everyone she met. Mildred was not only a loving grandmother, but also a pillar of strength for her family. Her gentle nature and wise words provided comfort during the most challenging times.

Mushrooms, the fruit of the fungi that grow in the ground below us, are practically a work of art by themselves. They can come in a wide variety of shapes and colors; some mushrooms are even bioluminescent. However, we humans have found a way of turning Mother Nature’s gift into something even more. How, you may ask? Mycosculpting.

This is an entry that is honestly one of the shortest ones in the journal. It's not the shortest yet within the only few that are. In this entry, I talk about some fungi without much detail.

Prompt: Quickwrite: Cummings and first lines Quickwrite from the first lines. You can do anything you’d like: Continue them! Write about what you think is happening! Reflect on something that they relate to in your own life! Anything that links to the first lines is good. Make sure your piece is at least half a page long! lines to choose from : anyone lived in a pretty how town somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond Eruptive lightnings flutter to and fro Spring is like a perhaps hand all nearness pauses, while a star can grow if(touched by love’s own secret)we, like homing/through welcoming sweet miracles of air i say no world / can hold a you

Years turned into decades. Slowly but surely, the seeds began to sprout. Where once there was only desolation, tiny saplings stood tall against the wind. The barren land started to show signs of life—streams began to flow again, wildlife returned, and the air filled with the sound of birdsong. By the time Elzéard was an old man, the once-wasteland had become a lush, thriving forest. Villages nearby flourished, their people benefiting from the transformed environment. Few ever knew who was responsible for this miracle. Elzéard Bouffier didn’t wait for someone else to take action. He didn’t seek approval or recognition. He simply believed that a single person, armed with quiet determination and patience, could make a difference