My mother didn’t believe in modern pharmacology. She believed in herbal medicine: instead of Alka Selzer she dispensed peppermint tea, marshmallow root instead of cough syrup and chamomile tea for sleeplessness and to soak infected wounds. She even had an illustrated folio of medicinal plants that she had brought with her when my family left Germany. Under each drawing were listed the specifics of each plant: Volksnamen (common names) Blütezeit (when it blooms), Verkommen (where found), Verwendung (which part of the plant to use and what for), Sammelzeit (when to collect the plant material)
When Bill and I married I was happy to substitute real medicine for Mother’s herbal cures. It was Bill who brought me back full circle. As a dentist he taught his patients the importance of preventive care and personal responsibility for their dental health. The primary dental disease is not tooth decay, but periodontitis. And periodontal disease can only be controlled by healthy habits and good oral hygiene. Preventive care and a person’s responsibility for his own health extended into our home. We looked for ways to prevent getting sick.
After we moved to the farm I naturalized purple coneflower (Echinacea purpurea) in the vegetable garden. In 1997 I read a New York Times “Cuttings” article by Anne Raver which detailed how to extract the antibiotic qualities from Echinacea as a tonic for feeling run down or a cold coming on. I thought, “Why not?” The recipe is very simple: dig up a three year old plant, cut off the roots, scrub them well, and cut them into small pieces. Then soak them in vodka (cheap is fine) for 1-2 weeks to extract the antibiotic properties, and strain into a clean, stoppered bottle. It doesn’t taste very good so we keep it in the freezer. It’s more palatable when really cold.
My family calls this concoction the magic potion because it really does work. Our son, Alex, recently gave some to a friend. She took a spoonful after waking up with a sore throat. The next day, when she was still feeling under the weather, she took another spoonful. The third day she was perfectly healthy. Then she called Alex. “Is your mother a witch?” she asked him. “You’ve told me it’s just Echinacea but I think it’s magic. ”











