The Story 📖✨

High up in the Slovenian hills there is a village surrounded by lush woods where fairytale creatures yet roam. The steep meadow is enclosed by a mighty wall of stone that our ancestors dug out to obtain a few centimeters of fertile soil.

This inspiring space, which contains the spirit of the olden days, beckoned us to plant the seeds of the healing plant in its humble bosom. The daughters of a single mother in their thousands grew in the field, nurtured with devotion, passion, and love.

Mother nature embraced its progeny with loving hands, warmed them with the sun’s rays, watered them with rain, and brushed them with wind. In the autumn mist the enticing aroma wafted across the hills, summoning us to harvest the crop. The beautiful daughters bore rich fruit, which we would now like to share with you.