#dried mulberries

[morethansalad]

Golden Turmeric Bowl (Vegan)

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Exploring the Health Benefits of Mulberries and Mulberry Leaf Powder

Mulberries, the colorful and delicious fruits of the mulberry tree (Morus sp.), have been cherished for centuries for their sweet flavor and impressive nutritional value. Available in black, white, or red varieties, these berries are packed with beneficial compounds that offer a range of health benefits. In addition to the fruits, mulberry leaf powder has gained popularity as a potent health supplement. This article explores the various health benefits of mulberries and mulberry leaf powder, highlighting their nutritional profiles and uses.

Nutritional Profile of Mulberries

Mulberries are a nutrient-dense fruit, rich in essential vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants. A typical serving of mulberries (about one cup or 140 grams) contains:

Calories: 60

Carbohydrates: 14 grams

Fiber: 2.4 grams

Vitamin C: 85% of the Daily Value (DV)

Vitamin K: 14% of the DV

Iron: 14% of the DV

Potassium: 6% of the DV

Mulberries also contain significant amounts of anthocyanins, powerful antioxidants responsible for their vibrant colors and numerous health benefits.

Health Benefits of Mulberries

Antioxidant Properties: Mulberries are rich in antioxidants, particularly anthocyanins, which help protect the body against oxidative stress and inflammation. These antioxidants neutralize harmful free radicals, reducing the risk of chronic diseases such as heart disease, cancer, and diabetes.

Immune System Support: The high vitamin C content in mulberries strengthens the immune system, enhancing the body's ability to fight off infections and illnesses. Vitamin C also supports skin health by promoting collagen production, which is essential for skin elasticity and wound healing.

Blood Sugar Regulation: Mulberries contain compounds that may help regulate blood sugar levels. These compounds can inhibit the breakdown of carbohydrates in the gut, preventing rapid spikes in blood glucose levels. This makes mulberries a beneficial fruit for individuals with diabetes or those at risk of developing the condition.

Heart Health: Mulberries contribute to heart health through their fiber, potassium, and antioxidant content. Fiber helps lower cholesterol levels, while potassium aids in regulating blood pressure. The antioxidants in mulberries protect the cardiovascular system by reducing oxidative stress and inflammation.

Iron and Blood Health: Mulberries are a good source of iron, an essential mineral for the production of hemoglobin in red blood cells. Adequate iron intake helps prevent anemia and ensures that the body's tissues receive sufficient oxygen.

The Benefits of Mulberry Leaf Powder

Mulberry leaf powder, derived from the leaves of the mulberry tree, is a potent health supplement known for its numerous benefits. It contains a variety of nutrients, including vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants, which support overall health and well-being.

Blood Sugar Management: Mulberry leaf powder has been shown to help regulate blood sugar levels. The compounds in mulberry leaves can slow down the absorption of carbohydrates, reducing post-meal blood sugar spikes and improving insulin sensitivity.

Cholesterol Reduction: The antioxidants and fiber in mulberry leaf powder can help lower cholesterol levels. By reducing LDL (bad) cholesterol and increasing HDL (good) cholesterol, mulberry leaf powder supports cardiovascular health and reduces the risk of heart disease.

Weight Management: Mulberry leaf powder may aid in weight management by enhancing metabolism and reducing fat absorption. The fiber content in the powder also promotes a feeling of fullness, which can help control appetite and reduce overall calorie intake.

Anti-Inflammatory Properties: The anti-inflammatory compounds in mulberry leaf powder help reduce inflammation throughout the body, supporting joint health and reducing the risk of chronic diseases associated with inflammation.

Digestive Health: Mulberry leaf powder is beneficial for digestive health due to its high fiber content. Fiber promotes regular bowel movements, prevents constipation, and supports a healthy gut microbiome. By maintaining digestive regularity, mulberry leaf powder contributes to overall well-being and nutrient absorption.

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[cdragons]

Fuck Everything, But Mostly Fuck You

Next Part

Summary: You have never, EVER, in a million years hated anyone the way you hated Felix fucking Catton.

Warnings- MDNI 18+, Felix is delulu, Reader is stressed and homesick and kinda crazy but she a baddie, Michael is Michael, Farleigh is Farleigh, Oliver will be Oliver (a creep), and author has spent too much time researching Oxford crap for this mess for a crack fic to be a crack fic

Author's Note: This fic is a follow-up to this post and I would like to thank grammarly for catching all my grammatical errors 🥲, @ethereal-athalia for enabling my crazy ideas 🥰, and @valeskafics for providing me Saltburn smut when I catch myself thirsting 😇

“FUCK!” you yelled at the top of your lungs just before your nose slammed down on the dewy grass.

Groaning in pain before the mortification of realizing what had just happened kicked in.

You didn’t know what was worse: the fact you had a full front view of the giant’s junk or that he body-slammed you onto the ground and caused you to land on top of the painting worth 30% of your final grade.

You wanted to scream your head off. The paint had finally dried, and you could finally leave the studio at two in the morning. It was close to finals, and pretty much anyone on campus who didn’t get accepted because of their daddy’s bank account was in their dorms. You had hoped that this fact would mean that the paths were empty and, therefore, safe to transport your 30” x 40” canvas.

“SORRY!”

You shot your head up to locate the person who just apologized. Lo’ and behold, it was the same plastered, pasty cunt with a bird’s nest disaster of a haircut drunken idiot who decided it was a good idea to go streaking across campus. His only other distinguishable features were that he was at least 6’3” and that he had a small steel piece pierced on his face.

After the “apology,” he and his friend continued running off to God’s knows where in the dead of night—leaving you behind on the lawn with a bleeding nose, bruised knees and palms, and an oil painting that was torn and caked in mud three days before its deadline.

There was no way to redo it. The project was assigned at the beginning of October. It took 5 hours to set up the models with the motifs and lights, 3 hours to take pictures, and 10 hours to underdraw the preliminary sketch. You didn’t even want to think about the sheer number of sleepless nights you spent in the studio mixing colors and layering. On top of that, you also had your other finals in other courses to study for.

You had practically been living in that studio for the past month. All of the custodians and security guards knew you by name. You got first dibs every day when they refilled the vending machines. It was a true godsend when you didn’t have time to visit the dining halls. Everyone had been so kind and sweet to you. It was a warm welcome compared to the snark and snobbery you experienced from most of your classmates.

Crying from the devastation of the loss of your situation, your shaking legs carried your body and what remained of your work into the building. You knew that your professor stayed in her office late for grading. You could only hope that she would sympathize with your pitiful appearance.

“Wait, so did you get the extension?”

Lifting your head from the sticky library table at Bodleian’s, you stared at your best only friend, Michael Gavey, with a blank stare. You didn’t react to his wince after he took in your haggard appearance. You didn’t need a mirror to know that you looked terrible.

Your eyes were puffy and bloodshot red with dark mulberry bags underneath them. You had paled since coming to dreary England, but now you looked straight-up sickly. And if that wasn’t enough, your eyes had less life than a dead fish rotting at a Sunday Market.

Your voice was so meek that you were sure he had to strain to hear you.

“Yeah…I got it.”

You knew you had no choice but to beg your Studio Arts professor for an extension. But it killed you doing it. Professor Daria Martin was your favorite teacher and the only faculty member who actually liked you. Her support toward you meant everything to you; the last thing you wanted to do was disappoint her, let alone be the reason why she lost her job.

Your usually so snarky four-eyed friend perked up at the news.

“So, is everything okay?” he asked with hope.

Your head fell on neon-yellow ink-stained pages that filled the paperweight your ethics professor called a textbook. A bitter laugh fell from as your lips lifted to a wry, dry grin.

“Oof, not that simple, is it?” he asked.

“Is it ever?”

“So what do you have to do now?”

“Well-,” you lifted your head to take a deep breath as you started to explain, “- I still have the photos and copies of the sketch. But because the canvas was so large, it was special-ordered. That means I need to wait until another one can be delivered, and since all the works need to be completed in the studio, I can’t leave the campus.”

As you finished your explanation, Michael nodded his head in understanding before he paused, and a look of devastation painted his features.

“Wait, so does that mean-”

“I won’t be able to fly back home for the holidays.”

Fuck, you were about to cry again. You had been so excited to see your old friends and family. You remembered how absolutely homesick you were at the beginning of the term. Because you were a scholarship student from America, your parents encouraged you to settle on campus by moving to your dorm earlier than everyone else. It was bad enough that you missed Thanksgiving, but you had really set your heart on coming home for Christmas and New Year’s. What made it worse was that your parents had told you all about the dinner they had planned for your homecoming. It was going to be a feast of all your favorites.

English food sucked balls.

Your only saving grace was the Crunchie bars Michael got for you when you studied together or when you had to rewrite edit his essays.

You really DID cry after first reading his essay for Introductory English class at the beginning of the year.

“Did you try to report it?”

“Report what? ‘Hey, there’s a wasted asshole running naked across campus, and he body-slammed me to the ground and tore my fucking massive campus that blocked my view of the jackass. He’s probably richer than the goddamn Queen, given how he’s wasted right before finals.’”

“Do you have any description of him?”

“He’s a giant with a small eyebrow piercing, and his fat ass looked like it had never seen the sun.”

Without lifting your head, you heard the scrape of Michael’s chair before he walked across the table to sit in the chair next to you.

“Hey,” he began, bringing you into a warm arm hug, “it’ll be okay. You called your parents about it, right?”

“Yeah -” you sighed before continuing, “- they told me they understood and would Skype me daily.”

“See! Everything’s going to be – wait, did you say that this guy was tall?”

Furrowing your brow in confusion, you looked at your friend at the change in his tone from light and supportive to sharp and interrogative.

“Yeah?”

“How tall?”

“Umm,” you had to think about that, “I’d say he was about 6’3” or above? He was really fucking tall.”

“And he had an eyebrow piercing?”

Ok, now you were really confused. “Yes? Michael, where are you going with this?”

“I think the guy who ran you over was Felix Catton.”

You shot your favorite idiot with a deadpan glare.

“Felix Catton? The same Felix Catton who just so happens to be the same Felix Catton you hate?”

Michael solemnly nodded. “It’s him. It has to be. The only person on campus as tall as him is his cousin, and he doesn’t have piercings.”

“And he’s black.”

“Yeah, that too.”

You were skeptical, and it showed. You didn’t want to callously dismiss your friend, but you knew more than anyone how much his hatred for Oxford’s Golden Boy could impair his judgment. You were by no means a fan of the guy, but accusing someone of anything they didn’t do just because your friend thought so went against your principles.

He grabbed your arm and dragged you to the bookshelf in front of the table where Felix and his groupies sat. Both of your books and bags were in your chairs, but you managed to keep your spiral notebook with you. It wasn’t hard to find them – they were the loudest table in the entire library. They also reeked of cigarettes and booze.

“See?” Michael hissed. “Giant, pale, and eyebrow piercing. It’s him!”

“Michael,” you softly groaned, “just because you hate Felix Catton doesn’t mean you can –”

An extremely shrill voice interrupted you.

“I can’t believe you and Farleigh actually ran around campus naked!”

A petite girl with full pink lips and dull red hair latched on the arm of the man of the hour. “It was so hot to watch!”

This girl has weird-ass tastes in guys.

“And then how you crashed into that dunce at Ruskin! Brilliant!”

Your blood ran cold while another one of Catton’s faceless droning puppets chimed in.

“God, what an idiot! It’s their own fault, anyway. Who the fuck walks in the middle of the walk path with a fucking big canvas in front of them?”

One of the lessons hammered into your skull young was never to move before you think. That lesson had saved you ten ways from Sunday. But this was not one of those times.

You’re pretty sure that you hear Michael calling out your name as you walk away from the shelf and towards the overcrowded table. Tunnel vision took over you as you made your way to the overgrown idiot who almost cost you your entire future.

Grabbing the back of his shirt collar, you dragged the 6’5” towering fool on his ass all the way outside. You finally let go when the two of you reached the back of the building that had no windows.

“Hey, what the fu –”

You didn’t let him finish as you brought your fist to hit him square in the face – and, fuck, did you relish the crunch that immediately followed your swing.

Fuck, was his head killing him.

Felix should have known better than to have gotten cross-faded last night, but Farleigh had practically goaded him to do it. It’s not like his cousin ever had to worry about his grades for any of his courses during finals – the little shit-starter had always been so fucking academically gifted.

He skipped pretty much all of his morning classes and barely made it to his afternoon schedule on time while completely zoning out the entire time.

If he bombs on all his finals, his dad was going to absolutely murder him. But chances were he and his mum were going to be too busy entertaining whichever new friend his mum brought in for shelter.

“You alright there, champ?”

Felix swiveled his head too quickly and immediately groaned in pain. The motion made his hangover even worse. Rubbing his eyes to try to soothe the pounding in his head, he slowly opened them to look at his cousin.

The slag didn’t have the decency to look even a little bit affected from last night’s event – the fucker. No, he was sitting there with all Cheshire grins and gleaming eyes while Felix was two seconds from heaving his guts out.

“Yeah, I’m alright, mate.” He replied in a tired groan.

“Must have been quite the night. Wonder if it had anything to do with that little cocktail you took from our sweet Annabel’s belly button?”

Disgust was clear on Felix’s face as he recalled the body shot he had taken from his ex-FWB’s navel. He truly must have been off his rocker last night – he thought he was over with body shots since graduating secondary, but apparently not.

If he somehow got an STD from doing it, V was going to kill him.

But even with all of his horrible actions that caused the raging war inside his skull, that wasn’t the main cause of his misery.

Farleigh’s grin dropped as judgment painted his features.

“Oh,” he moaned, “please tell me this isn’t about ‘your angel’ from last night.”

He didn’t just take the dare of streaking across the grounds just for the hell of it. He needed an excuse to pass through the art building – all for the chance of seeing you.

You. His angel of paints and books who lived in the empty studio rooms of Oxford University’s Ruskin School of Art and whose presence harangued him every hour of every day. Everywhere Felix went, he would unconsciously look for you.

It was his soul calling out for yours – he knew it.

Felix had never felt so drawn to another human being in his entire existence. He’d never seen you outside of the libraries, art building, and maybe the dining hall if he was lucky. You never went to any parties or even had a drink at the pub at King’s Arms. He didn’t even have classes with you, but he knew Farleigh did. Word was that you and his cousin had shared a few classes – what’s more was that you were likely the only person who could go head-to-head with him in academics.

And to make it worse, the prat refused to tell him anything about you – not even your fucking name.

“Believe me,” he told him after Felix had been begging his cousin for hours to share anything about you, “she is way above your league.”

Which really hurt his feelings, by the way – sure, you were probably way above in book smarts, but there wasn’t a girl that remained indifferent to his charms after a good talking fucking.

“I still can’t believe you won’t at least tell me her name,” Felix complained once more, “or even just give me her number!”

“She’s an American here on scholarship and a bore,” he quipped back, “what’s there to tell? And can you please shut up? I want to get some reading done before tonight. You do remember the in-class essay we have tomorrow, right?”

Bloody hell, he did not. Pushing down the bitter feeling in his chest, he and his cousin made their way to meet everyone at the back. As soon as he sat down, Annabel clung on to his arm. Thank fuck he had been wearing one of his thicker jumpers – otherwise, her claws that she called nails would have ripped open the fabric.

“Hey, Felix!” she made sure to offer a very generous sight of her cleavage, “are you ready for tonight?”

Felix chuckled lowly before responding. “Aren’t I always?”

And just like that – he completely zoned out the rest of the conversation.

Annabel was probably saying something to get him to notice her, and Farleigh was likely responding so he wouldn’t have to – but Felix couldn’t be bothered to pretend to care.

He was lost in the living daydream that was his angel that haunted the art studios of Ruskin School of Art.

He was desperate to learn everything about you.

If he asked you to talk about your favorite books, would your eyes sparkle in delight, or would your smile widen in glee?

If he grabbed your hand, would your palms feel marred by his rough skin, or would you press your callouses to his?

If he pressed his mouth on yours, would your lips feel as soft and plump as they look? Or was their luster forever damaged by your teeth biting them whenever you were in deep concentration?

If he breathed in your scent at the crook of your neck, would your skin smell like the paints forever on your brushes or the musky pages of heavy ancient books you always carried in your arms?

If he planted kisses from your throat to your breasts, would you mewl in pleasure or whimper in anticipation?

If he touched your cunt, would you arch your back in ecstasy? Or would your legs crumble, and you would have no choice but to sink into his arms?

Felix’s thoughts were rudely interrupted when Farleigh jammed his bony elbow into his ribcage and hurriedly whispered.

“Look alive, Golden Boy.”

Looking forward, it was better than any of his wet dreams combined. It was you.

Your hair was loose, and your fists were clenched. You reminded him of a ferocious lion goddess with how focused your gaze was on him.

But before Felix would prepare himself to make a good impression, you walked behind him and grabbed the back of his shirt collar before fucking dragging his ass out of his seat and outside.

Bloody hell, for someone so much shorter than him, you were fucking strong.

When you finally released your grip, he fell on the ground like an idiot before he tried to stand and steady himself as quickly as he could.

“Hey, what the fu –”

You didn’t let him finish as you brought your fist to hit him square in the face – and, fuck, you might have actually broken his nose.

After staggering back, you started using the spiral notebook in your other hand to land blow after painful blow on his body.

“YOU. STUPID. FUCKING. INGRATE –” Each word that left your mouth was emphasized with another hit from your notebook “– I. HATE. YOU. YOU. RUINED. MY. PAINTING. I. SPENT. SO. MUCH. TIME. ON. IT. AND. NOW. I. CAN’T. GO. HOME. FOR. BREAK. BECAUSE. OF. YOUR. STUPID. SELF!”

Felix was confident you had more to say, but you were pulled off him by your friend – he’s pretty sure it’s Mitchell – by the waist with you kicking and screaming out profanities to him as your friend called out your name to try to calm you down.

He wondered what it said about him if he told anyone how much you looked like an angry cat. His parents would send him to a shrink if he told them how adorable he found you right now.

If you were this wild while fighting, he could only imagine how riled up you would get in bed.

Fuck, you might have just unlocked a new kink in him.

Catching his breath as he watched your friend drag you away into the distance, he heard a slow clap to his left.

Farleigh was leaning on the corner – his smug expression making it clear that he had seen the whole thing – as he looked at his cousin with a bemused expression before walking toward him and giving a sympathetic pat on his back.

“Well,” he started to break the tension, “at least you know her name.”

“Yeah,” Felix agreed, “I know her name.”

And he knew that you smelled more like the paints on your brushes than the books you carried with subtle notes of gardenias.

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[kedreeva]

Anyone keeping rodents or rabbits or parrots in the market for some mulberry chews?

We had to take down two mulberry trees in the bird pens today in order to allow for redoing the overhead netting and repair of a support post, so I have a TON of fresh, organic, pesticide-and-fertilizer-free mulberry wood I can dry and bake for chews right now. The wood is sweet-smelling and on the softer side, and it tends to shred instead of chipping like apple wood. My mice and rats loved shredding out pieces and putting it into their nests. Wood will be cut, air-dried in the house, and baked.

Safe wood for at least rats, mice, rabbits, chinchillas, and guinea pigs to chew and safe for parrots EXCEPT possibly neophema species (diuretic effects were noted in just this species when consuming leaves, but play it safe).

[love-everyone]

embracing romance in all shades of pink and red and maroon, excited for the season of love

tutti frutti whipped butter (dried apricots, dates, cranberries, mulberries, orange zest) with brown sugar + hints of rum, rosemary. sourdough toast and strawberries, love, honey and good coffee

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[homunculus-argument]

Hmm. This week my natural curiosity, appreciation of the finer things in life, opportunistic omnivore tendencies, and temporarily lowered impulse control teamed up against me and as a consequence I purchased a bag of organic dried mulberries. They're mildly sweet, chewy, and in all fairness taste better than they look. They, however, look like this:

Still going to eat the whole bag, though. I faced no consequences of the dried fruit mix earlier, and will not balk before some other organ that functions better than my brain does will stop me.

[balkanradfem]

Finding Ginko

So, a while ago I was researching what trees are planted in the parks, in the city I live in, so I would recognize them more easily; I found out they were planted 200 years ago, and it's mostly wild chestnuts, lindens, and maple-leaf sycamores. I also found out that somewhere in the city parks, there is one Ginko tree. This immediately thrilled me, because I knew about the Ginko tree from anime, there was a few episodes of Detective Conan specifically about this tree. So I knew it was originally asian, I knew it had beautiful, fan-shaped leaves, and I was a weeb deeply in my heart still, so I decied that one day, I would find this Ginko, and enjoy the japanese anime tree (the tree originated in China).

Yesterday, I watched a video on medicinal properties of Ginko, and I found out that the leaves have healing properties for brain, memory, and ears. These are the 3 things I consistently have problems with, so I generated a plan; I would find the Ginko, get the leaves, make infusion, drink it every day, get my head fixed. I continued watching the video, and it was revealed that not only it had these healing properties, but also female trees could grow nuts that originally would smell very bad (they referenced dog poop smell) but if you cleaned them properly, and dried them, you could roast them and they'd be delicious, addictive even. So now my brain has generated a new plan: Find Ginko, wait until the seeds fall, propagate it, grow my own, have it growing in my food forest, have the medicinal properties + delicious nut forever. I am going to get my hands on that tree.

So I went out the same day, on my bike, to scout the parks for the elusive Ginko tree! It took me 5 minutes to spot it. It wasn't where the article suggested it would be, but in the random walkway, and it was a majestic, beautiful tree. However, the people responsible for prunining the park's trees, have messed it all up for me. All the lower branches were pruned so heavily, that the lowest branch was still several meters out of my reach. I couldn't get a single leaf. I couldn't climb on the nearby fence as it was spiked. The city was not gonna let me get my ginko leaves.

I despaired for a second, then figured, maybe there's a second ginko tree. This one did not look 200 years old, it looked younger. And the article suggested it was in a place by the river, where trees were at first planted in a botanical garden, and at first every tree had a plaque; I knew where this place was. I said bye to the tall, unreachable ginko, and went on my merry way to seek another.

This time it took me longer. I checked every tree I couldn't immediately recognize up close. In my journey, I inspected one inconspicious tree that was growing next to a restaurant, that I never before paid attention to, and discovered it was a mulberry! Absolutely delighted, I started picking fruit and putting it directly in my mouth; it was delicious. Insane that I didn't know about this fruit tree! A group of girls saw me eating from the tree, and they also went to inspect it; they were delighted, and commented on how long it has been the last time they tried a mulberry. Mulberries are an ancient slavic fruit, my great-grandmother had one in her backyard and I used to climb it and eat from it all day. But a lot of them got cut down because it doesn't have commercial purposes, it doesn't store well, you have to eat it as soon as you grab it from the tree.

Happy with my discovery, I would go on, and not spot any tree with ginko leaves, but I found this plaque!

This is the original ginko tree, the one planted 200 years ago. It was so tall and unnacessible, I couldn't even see the shape of leaves up there, the branches were pruned to 7 meters up. It was almost funny how badly my plan was going; I found two ginko trees, and a mulberry, and yet I had nothing to bring home with me. But then I thought, wait, this ginko was here for 200 years, it could have managed to plant itself somewhere, and it's such a valuable and exotic tree, I'm sure they would allow another one to grow. So I sniffed around and searched the area, and finally. I found another, very young ginko tree. So young they couldn't trim the branches 7 meters up, as it was only 5 meters tall. And I was able to get some leaves!

(That is the tall, unreachable ginko tree in the first picture)

Pleased with myself, I went home and made tea. The tea is almost completely transparent, with only a slight yellow tint, and it tastes very mildly sweet; the only thing I could compare it to is the pleasant taste of tree bark. But I like it, I can drink this every day now I know where to find it. Isn't it cool someone planted this tree 200 years ago and I read about it, found it, and was able to make tea from it? Thank you people who planted the Ginko!

[crevicedwelling]

Are isopods particularly attracted to citrus leaves?

I have a small grapefruit tree indoors that I grew from seed. Some leaves fell off it and I dried them out and put part of one in with my dwarf whites last night. They have crowded onto and started devouring the leaf faster than any other plant matter I’ve ever put in there.

Here’s a photo of said critters, after they started to scatter. They were all tightly packed on the light yellow leaf in the middle.

I do recall my isopods liking jackfruit and pomelo leaves when I gave them castoff leaves from potted plants years ago. they also quite like fresh mulberry leaves… it may just be that a variety of leaf litter offers isopods a variety of nutrients, and they’re eager to eat something new (maybe fresher than what other litter you offer?) that has what they want.

[morethansalad]

Dragonfruit Smoothie Bowl and Vanilla Coconut Granola (Vegan)

with sneaky greens

[talonabraxas]

Full Moon May 2024 – Flower Moon And Alternative Names

The full Moon May 2024 marks the peak of spring in many parts of North America that acts as a transition into summer’s sunny days and warm nights. The May full Moon is often called the “Flower Moon” with reverence to abundant flowers in bloom, a prelude to Mother Nature’s coming attractions. But what other names does this special spring full Moon go by in different cultures?

Origin Of The Flower Moon Name

May is the month when hundreds of native flowers, sedges, bushes and trees blossom throughout North America bloom. Columbine’s intricate red and yellow bell-like flowers with deep nectaries provide early season food for hummingbirds and other long-tongued pollinators. Lance-leaf coreopsis produces a plethora of bright yellow, daisy-like flowers. Gardeners who promptly dead head spent blossoms prolong the bloom period through July. Meanwhile large stands of pink-hued prairie smoke create a hazy effect resembling smoke hovering close to the ground.

May’s full Moon bears the name of regionally significant flowers and blooms in other regions.

In the Southeast, the Creek and Choctaw referred to this as the “Mulberry Moon.” Fruit from the native red mulberry tree have long been enjoyed in many forms. As dried fruit, as an additive to water and even mixed into cornbread. Fruit, leaves, and twigs were used to make dyes and the branches were used to make bows.

In the Pacific Northwest, May’s full Moon is known by the Kalapuya as “Camas Blooming Time.” Camas blue flowers cover meadows throughout Oregon, eastern Washington and northern Idaho. Camas has been a key food source in Northwest Native diets for centuries. When the blooms fade and set seed in June and July, native peoples would harvest the nutrient rich roots. They kept larger bulbs and returned smaller roots to the soil to ensure a good harvest the following year.

Full Moon May 2024: Thursday, May 23

Peak Illumination: 9:53 a.m. Eastern Time

Flower Moon Talon Abraxas

[divya1234]

The Sweet and Nutritious World of Mulberries: From Fresh Fruit to Leaf Powder

Mulberries, the vibrant fruits of mulberry trees (Morus sp.), have captivated the taste buds and imaginations of people worldwide. These colorful berries, available in black, white, or red, are not only celebrated for their delightful sweetness but also for their remarkable nutritional value and health benefits. Additionally, mulberry leaf powder has garnered attention for its numerous health-promoting properties. This article delves into the sweet and nutritious world of mulberries, exploring their uses and benefits.

The Appeal of Mulberries

Mulberries are known for their unique flavor profile, which combines sweetness with a subtle tartness, making them a versatile ingredient in both sweet and savory dishes. Their juicy texture and appealing taste make them a popular choice for fresh consumption as well as various culinary applications.

Nutritional Profile

Mulberries are a nutritional powerhouse, packed with essential vitamins, minerals, and beneficial plant compounds. A cup of raw mulberries (140 grams) contains:

Calories: 60

Carbohydrates: 14 grams

Fiber: 2.4 grams

Vitamin C: 85% of the Daily Value (DV)

Vitamin K: 14% of the DV

Iron: 14% of the DV

Potassium: 6% of the DV

In addition to these nutrients, mulberries are rich in anthocyanins, powerful antioxidants that contribute to their vibrant colors and numerous health benefits.

Health Benefits of Mulberries

Antioxidant Powerhouse: Mulberries are loaded with antioxidants, particularly anthocyanins, which help combat oxidative stress and reduce inflammation in the body. These antioxidants protect cells from damage caused by free radicals, potentially lowering the risk of chronic diseases such as heart disease and cancer.

Immune System Support: The high vitamin C content in mulberries boosts the immune system, helping the body fend off infections and illnesses. Vitamin C also plays a vital role in collagen production, promoting healthy skin, bones, and connective tissues.

Blood Sugar Regulation: Mulberries contain compounds that may help regulate blood sugar levels. These compounds can slow down the breakdown of sugars in the gut, preventing spikes in blood glucose levels and supporting overall metabolic health.

Heart Health: The fiber, potassium, and antioxidants in mulberries contribute to heart health by lowering cholesterol levels, reducing blood pressure, and improving blood vessel function. Regular consumption of mulberries may help reduce the risk of cardiovascular diseases.

Iron and Blood Health: Mulberries are a good source of iron, an essential mineral for the production of red blood cells. Adequate iron intake helps prevent anemia and ensures that the body’s tissues receive sufficient oxygen.

The Versatility of Mulberries

Mulberries can be enjoyed in a variety of forms, each offering unique culinary and nutritional benefits:

Fresh Mulberries: These can be eaten on their own as a snack or added to salads, yogurt, and cereals for a burst of flavor and nutrition.

Dried Mulberries: Dried mulberries make a convenient and nutritious snack. They can also be added to trail mixes, baked goods, and desserts.

Mulberry Juice and Wine: Mulberries are used to make delicious juices and wines. Mulberry wine, in particular, has a rich, fruity flavor that pairs well with various dishes.

Mulberry Tea: Mulberry leaves can be dried and brewed into a tea that offers a range of health benefits, including blood sugar regulation and improved digestion.

Mulberry Jam and Preserves: The sweet and tangy flavor of mulberries makes them an excellent choice for jams, jellies, and preserves.

Canned Mulberries: These can be used in pies, tarts, and other desserts, providing a taste of summer year-round.

The Benefits of Mulberry Leaf Powder

Mulberry leaf powder, derived from the leaves of the mulberry tree, is a potent health supplement. It contains a wealth of nutrients, including vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants, and offers numerous health benefits:

Blood Sugar Management: Mulberry leaf powder has been shown to help regulate blood sugar levels, making it beneficial for individuals with diabetes or those at risk of developing the condition.

Cholesterol Reduction: The antioxidants and fiber in mulberry leaf powder can help lower cholesterol levels, promoting cardiovascular health.

Weight Management: Mulberry leaf powder may aid in weight management by enhancing metabolism and reducing fat absorption.

Anti-Inflammatory Properties: The anti-inflammatory compounds in mulberry leaf powder can help reduce inflammation and support overall health.

Digestive Health: The fiber content in mulberry leaf powder supports healthy digestion by promoting regular bowel movements and preventing constipation.

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October 9th

Steps: 5 700

Calories: 1 179

What I ate:

Lunch - milk + sandwich (366 kcal)

Fuck up 1 - dried mulberries + tofu (wtf) (193 kcal)

Fuck up 2 - chips, croissant, dried peaches (621 kcal)

Okay, this is starting to get really embarrassing. I just keep failing and eating junk food. The only good think is that I still stay in the caloric limit - so I don't really consider that a binge, but still... ugh.

I just keep telling myself that I will start tomorrow, but never do, lol.