From The Hedgwitch's Journal: Inside a Cunning Woman's Basket
From the Hedgewitch's Journal Inside a Cunning Woman's Basket: The Medicines of Medieval England "The basket rested by the cottage door, woven from willow and stained by years of rain and sunlight. To most villagers, it looked ordinary. To the cunning woman, it carried everything she needed to ease pain, comfort the frightened, and remind her neighbors that healing often began with the gifts of the earth." If you had wandered into an English village a thousand years ago, long before pharmacies and physicians were common, there is one woman you would have hoped to find when illness struck. The cunning woman. She was not a queen, nor a noble lady, nor usually educated in the formal sense. Yet she possessed some...
