One of my favourite plants is Urtica dioica L. Every time I find such a pillow of stinging nettles, I feel happy. URTICA should grow around all our heart, says Rudolf Steiner, and I find, he’s right. Is it because of the particular green of the leaves, these tiny hairs on the stem, their fragrance while the soil evaporates in autumn – so typical? At last, it is the rhythm of the WHOLE plant: an orchestra of drummers? I wish a nice Saint Martin’s evening, tonight