Lemon balm. Ella leaned a bit closer and sniffed the leaves, smiling at the faint lemon scent. She loved that smell. Clean and calming and lovely. The blonde was careful as she picked several leaves, knowing how fragile they were. She didn't want to damage them before drying them, that was for sure. After placing them in her basket, she hurried on. She'd read that you wanted to harvest these particular leaves in good time.

Licorice next. Ella worked carefully and as she harvested she thought about the scent and sweet taste. She'd never been a big fan but her Granddad was immensely fond of black licorice. Funny how Botros reminded her a lot of him.

Peppermint. There was no shortage of that, it seemed. The smell was lovely. Ella picked numerous leaves this time, knowing that peppermint was the type of plant that didn't exactly have a shortage of them. They came back year after year, yeah? And they grew pretty abundantly too.

Rosemary came last. Ella recognized the needle-y leaves as well as the smell. Would this be weird when mixed with the others? The blonde wasn't too sure. It'd be worth a try, though. The seventeen gathered the leaves carefully, plucking them by hand. She then added them to the basket, surprised by the mixture of aromas coming from it. She wasn't sure if it was a good mixture of not.

Time to do some drying.