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Back in her kitchen, she spread the petals out to dry. They looked like fallen stars on her countertop. To anyone else, it was just a simple errand to buy flowers, but to Elara, she had just purchased a hundred tiny suns to keep the darkness of winter at bay.

"The best you have," Elara replied. "I'm making a batch of 'Sunlight Salve' for the winter." buy calendula

He handed her a wicker basket. "Pick them yourself. Middle of the day is best—that’s when the resin is strongest. Don't just take the heads; thank the soil while you’re at it." Back in her kitchen, she spread the petals out to dry

When she arrived, the fields were a sea of fiery copper and sunny yellow. Miller was hunched over a row, his hands stained with the sticky resin of the plants. "The best you have," Elara replied

She tapped her chin, looking at her notebook. "I need to ," she murmured, "and I need the good stuff."

The local supermarket only carried dusty tea bags, which wouldn’t do for her potent oils. She decided to visit Old Man Miller’s farm on the edge of town. Miller didn’t have a website or a sign; he just grew the most vibrant Calendula officinalis in the county.

Elara’s garden was a masterpiece of organized chaos, but this summer, it felt incomplete. She was a self-taught apothecary, known in her small village for balms that could soothe anything from a sunburn to a broken heart. Yet, her jars of orange-gold petals were running dangerously low.