Meet Blogmaster Paris Wolfe, MA

lavender 2IMG_3843Paris Wolfe has been a journalist since the mid-1980s. She’s been herb gardening since she moved into her first house in 1990. Writing about food, and herbs, has been a passion throughout her career. She’s written for The (Lake County) News-Herald, The (Cleveland) Plain Dealer, Cleveland Magazine and so many more publications. Her credentials include a Master of Arts degree in public relations. Working on a blog with The Herb Society of America is a natural progression of her writing talents.

“I’m excited to be working with the Society. There is so much potential to extend its reach into untapped communities,” she says. “Gardening is on the upswing with 35 percent of 12 percent or 14 million households (2009) engaging in herb gardening.”

“The herb gardening market is a $653 million industry with the average home gardener spending $85 per year,” Paris notes. “Of these gardeners millennials (18-34) are the fastest-growing segment.”

Paris believes in research-based communication and that includes talking to experts about their experiences and knowledge. She hopes to incorporate those talents in the blog and other activities of the Society.

Her favorite herbs are basil, cilantro and lavender. Just ask “Why?” And, she’s partial to mint for mojitos. She can’t grow catnip because it attracts stray cats and she already has four.

Paris lives in Concord Township, Ohio, with her sons Dante and Dominick. She enjoys gardening, cooking, dining out, reading and skiing.

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If you have questions or blog ideas, you can contact her at pariswolfe@yahoo.com

The Big Bug Smokeout

By Paris Wolfe, Writer, Herb Society of America

My son Dante, 18, is heading off to Miami University in Oxford, Ohio, Featured imagewithin minutes of this post. He’s a powerhouse of fitness and energy. He plays rugby, lifts weights, runs. He’s so NOT the fragile baby of the late 1990s when he was getting ear infections, RSV, colds, stomach flu and various viruses one after another. I’d like to think fighting those bugs built an amazing immune system, which he continues with clean, healthy living.

Or maybe it was the white sage smudging in every room. An expansive friend – that would be hipster in today’s pop culture? – turned me on to white sage. She explained smudging as a Native American (or older) ritual to clear energy and support health. I’d already tried sprinkling holy water in corners. What could herbal smoke hurt?

So, I bought not one, but two, wands of tightly tied, dried white sage. Mostly from the Pacific Southwest, readily available in alternative shops, herb stores and by mail order. For mail order, search the web or try Amazon.com.

I fired up my lighter and held it to the wand. When the sage started smoldering, I walked through the house “throwing” wisps of greyish smoke into every corner of every room … near the crib, over the changing table, in the bathrooms, kitchen. Like many burning leaves it smelled a little illicit.

Maybe Dante aged out … or maybe it was my extreme measures. It’s impossible to measure. But, life slowly became less infected. And, today, we go through fewer traditional and non-traditional remedies.