Travels (Travails?) of a Witchy Herbalist

I'm back. At least my body is sitting at my desk. I'm not too sure where my brain is.

This trip was a most interesting experience. For the first time in decades of air travel (including internationally), my bag wasn't on the same flight I was on.  No, the Comfrey charm I place in all my luggage didn't fail. Delta knew where the bag was, so it wasn't lost. It just didn't make the tight connection in Phoenix. (It apparently had to go farther than the three gates I had to walk?) It was finally...