08/06/2013 by syrbal-labrys
There it is…last month’s work bottled in entirety, about two dozen bottles in all, if you count the yeasty dregs saved to add to stews and chilies. “Nachthexen” we named this black elderberry mead, named for the Soviet women who flew biplanes in World War II to bomb the Germans. Named for women like this one, because we made the mead in the month she died.
I knew Russians of that generation, as I knew Germans of that generation. Both had more courage than the average modern sort can imagine, hardship was the expectation of their age I think. We have not learned the folly of war yet, and we don’t know what sacrifice and courage will be required if we don’t learn before it is too late.