Morningside Cuesta parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

To his relief, she did not startle at the sight of him. She smiled at him, told him good morning, and Kel savored the moment of just — pleasant dullness. That was what he needed now. Days that were utterly unexciting and completely blissful for that fact. Always been an early bird, He explained with an easy grin. Morning is the best time.
Looking for something? Kel added, almost as an afterthought. She had been sniffing the ground as if expecting to find something other than snow and dirt. An herbalist, perhaps! She certainly smelled like one.