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Inktober #12 Slippery

This is what I learned upon researching slippery elm:

Has been used as an herbal remedy in North America for centuries. Native Americans used the bark to treat wounds, ulcers, gastric conditions, burns, sore throats, diarrhea, IBS, coughs, and other skin conditions. It was even rumored to cause a miscarriage, so caution should be used when taking if pregnant (or not taken at all). 

The tree itself is a medium sized tree, reaching well over 50 feet in height and topped by spreading branches that form an open crown. The red, orange, or brown branches grow downward and the stalkless flowers are arranged in dense clusters. The tree’s leaves are long and  green, darkening in the fall. The bark has deep fissures, a gummy texture, and a slight but distinct odor.

A doctor should be consulted before use due to the possible interaction with other herbal supplements and/or medications. Slippery elm contains mucilage, a substance that becomes slick when mixed with water. It coats and soothes the mouth, throat, stomach, and intestines. It causes reflux stimulation of nerve endings in the gastrointestinal tract leading to increased mucus secretion. The increased mucus production may protect the tract from ulcers and excess acidity. 

It can be taken as a tablet or capsule, a lozenge, finely powdered bark for making teas or extracts, or coarsely powdered bark for poultices. 

Please speak to your health care practitioner for appropriate doses. 


Resource: Mount Sinai



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Multiple Prompt Story 12 July 2018-Mom’s Needlepoint

Today’s tale is brought to you by 3TC, WOD,  & FOWC who post the word prompts every day.

Mom’s Needlepoint

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Not my mother’s needlepoint

My mother used to find solace in creating her needlepoint tapestries. I would sit and watch her and wonder how she made such beautiful artwork with such small patterns, I was never good with needlework. She tried to teach me embroidery, but I had little patience for it. My talent lies elsewhere, and I felt it was my job just to keep her company and talk to her about visiting far away places like New York, or what some folks call the Big Apple. We were also guilty of whiling away the afternoons watching comedies together like The Carol Burnett Show, All In The Family, and Good Times. I was her accomplice in that once I was grown and just came back for weekly visits. I miss her every day and now I wish I had a sample of that needlepoint to display as a remembrance of her and her creativity. She never gave herself much credit, but I think she was very talented.

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Three Things Challenge, 11 June 2018

Today’s Three Things Challenge comes from The Haunted Wordsmith and you can click on her link to find out more.

Here is my story:

Almost Gone

Sarah and Danny were celebrating the fact that they just got a new cat, a rescue of sorts since Sarah found her in her dad’s old boat. As they sat outside one Friday night, listening to music on their back patio, their dogs came through the doggie door as they always did. It was fast approaching midnight, and Sarah was just about to say that she was going in for the night, when Sox, their new kitten, came through the doggie door following the dogs. “That cat is gonna get herself killed if we aren’t watching her every second,” Danny exclaimed. Luckily, the moon was bright, and as Sarah chased the kitten through the back yard, it occured to her that Danny was right. If Sox had made it to the fence, there were holes tiny enough for her to make it through. Then she would have been gone. Now she would have to consider the tough decision to get her declawed or not. Maybe if she trained her right, she would not only potty ouside, but stay in their yard and not run off. Only time would tell.


Three Things Challenge-06/06/2018

Brandy and Whiskey my adorable Shorkies


Dog, hairball, and science fiction are the Three Things in the challenge today, designed by A Haunted Wordsmith

.Here’s my attempt:

Brandy and Whiskey Save The Day


While watching a movie of pure science fiction,

I keenly observed some growing friction

Between my kitten Callie and my two adorable Shorkies.

The cat seemed to be choking

So the dogs set about poking

Their noses into her face.

A hairball then came up,

Brandy quickly licked it up,

Discovering a delightful taste.

Before I could act, the mess disappeared

Much to my sudden disgust,

Yet thanks to my Brandy, I never had to touch it

Saving me from a job I’d disgust.


( A work of pure fiction as my kitten is way too small to emit a hairball, lol)

Ok, now it’s your turn! Give it a shot, won’t you?