I admit I was nervous as I climbed the two thick wooden steps into the back of the wagon. The entire thing rocked slightly under my weight and from Nona's movements inside. As I bent my head to enter the wide wooden door, my nose twitched from a multitude of aromas sifting through the air. Spices mixed with flowery scents so delicious I wanted to know the source. Lavender, sage, thyme, cinnamon, all mixed with scents I couldn't identify. And despite the heavy combination, the ...