I made bottles & bottles of this when I was very pregnant, enough to last my whole labour. Rose is so so nostalgic to me, moving to my most loved house (EVER) with my Mama & Pappy when we were little, it was a huge old Edwardian house built on the edge of the beach, the only thing between us & the sand was a little woodland of Christmas trees that after years & years had become a cats cradle of tumbling wild roses. The house was so fusty, Mama & me filled it with bowls of warm water & all of the blooms & it soon smelt DREAMY!!! We had the bestestesest summer I can ever remember in that house, camping out in one room because it was such a wreck, but still, just the BEST ever ever.
Ever since, I’ve used wild rose In some of my happiest days…head to toe on our Wedding day & sipping happily throughout my lovely labour…
Anyway, Jeeez, I didn’t mean for the life story today, I was just going for the recipe!!!!!
If you’re still awake, here it is! 💤
You only need the petals for the water but I always snip the whole flower so another one grows in its place!
Then drain & cool with ice or savour it warm!
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