Violet Sun Tea

So, since I consider myself to be a lover of bare feet, I decided to try and figure out how to make Violet Sun Tea on my own, no recipe. I’d seen everyone making variations but wanted to try my hand a classic sun tea. My parents always had it on the deck in a big jar. I loved that.

So this is what I did: The Recipe, I guess?

-Got a beautiful white bowl. I chose one of my favorite bowls because I think nourishment is in the details. I wanted the violets to scream their color against the stark white.

-Got my favorite drink. A West Sixth IPA today. It felt especially nourishing after a two-day birth.

-Put clothes on that would allow the sun to kiss my body all over. To cleanse me and remind me of the wisdom of the Earth.

-Popped only the heads off of the violets. You do it long enough and the muscle memory of your hands will start to get them fast. Your hands are powerful partners to the ground.

-I just kept on collecting them until there were enough. That happened to be enough to fill two quart jars halfway up with flowers.

-I didn’t wash the violets because, uh well, I forgot — you should do that? Maybe you want to.

-Put the juice of one whole lemon in the jar with the flowers, along with maybe like 4 tablespoons each of some local honey. What I want really out of this tea is an allergy weapon. Get in my belly and fight off the nasties, yo!

-Then I sat both jars, outside in the sun for two days. Brought them in at night, I’m not sure why?

-I watched it change from clear to hot pink and checked on it a lot like I do seedlings and bulbs. I knew when it was done.

-It tastes quite like stone fruit. Something tropical and super earthy. Tart.

-I feel very connected to my ancestors when I drink it.

-That is nourishment today.