your fingertips pick a generous sprig of lemon verbena, mint and thyme from the garden bed. with a clench of fist, the leaves in varying shades of green are crushed in the palm of your hand. then a covering of boiling water in a generous mug, slightly chipped. you and the tisane steep for a few moments on the kitchen step, healing, listening to the pattering rain outside. then sipping slow, you hear the familiar sounds of stirring babe in the room nearby. suddenly the home is heaving again. thump, chatter and coo.