Sunday, June 14, 2026

The mimosa tea walk report

Note: This post was written over Saturday, June 13th and Sunday, June 14th. Where appropriate, I tried to insert which day content was coming from. 

In a way, perhaps a crazy decision made last night (Friday, 6/12), today (Saturday) I walked to a known mimosa tree (Albizia julibrissin, the Persian silk tree) on the nearby college campus and collected flowers for tea. This all began on June 1st after YouTube presented me with a video on the mood-elevating and stress-relieving properties of mimosa flower tea. I was surprised I hadn’t heard about this before since I’ve put a lot of energy into researching medicinal properties of plants over the past decade plus. This is a natural extension from my college days (long, long ago) and my studies in psychology. My senior year focus was psychopharmacology, and the department head gave me a lot of leeway in where my research went. Two of my self-chosen textbooks were The Varieties of Psychedelic Experience, by R.E.L. Masters and Jean Houston, Ph.D.  and Mescal and the Mechanisms of Hallucinations by psychologist Heinrich Klüver. But I digress.


The video I watched had me take a more academic approach than what was presented. There are two approaches to this, one with the flowers and a second using the bark of the tree. Since I was outside of my property, “sourcing” a tree, it seemed prudent to start with some flowers. You know, snatch and run. Also, while the flowers are rich in flavonoids and target the 5-HT1A serotonin pathway for a gentle mood lift, the bark is a heavy hitter for triterpenoid saponins (a diverse class of naturally occurring, plant-derived glycosides; compounds containing carbohydrate molecules attached to a non-sugar core). These saponins give the bark a much more profound, sedative, and physically grounding effect on the nervous system. However, because it is so saponin-heavy, it can be incredibly harsh on the stomach and gastrointestinal tract if it isn't prepared correctly. The 5-HT1A receptor is a crucial mood manager that acts like a thermostat for serotonin (the “feel good” chemical) in your brain. 5-HT1A is like a traffic controller for your emotions. For bark, it’s best to use pruned branches and not mess with the trunk of the tree. Anybody pruning their Albizia trees soon?

Before I get to yesterday's walk (yes, it's Sunday now), here's some background noise. On June 4th, I went for a neighborhood walk. There’s a mimosa tree that hangs over the sidewalk at a property a 1/4 mile from home. I know the person who lives there, and while I didn’t get permission, I swiped a handful of flowers that seemed respectable enough for a cup of tea. Besides, they were hanging over a public sidewalk. Finders keepers. You can make tea with the flowers fresh, or you can let them dry. I wanted to choose the right day to make some tea, so I let them dry out in an open plastic bag.

Fast forward to June 10th. I made some mistakes that day. I went out early and started in on the backyard shrubberies with a hedge trimmer, a hand pruner, and a couple of rakes. I took breaks; my lower lumbar demands them. The total time, including breaks, was three hours. That was about 1/4 of the shrubbery in the yard. The mistakes were on the breaks. I wasn’t hydrating. Please, always remember to hydrate! I left my piles for another day and came inside for lunch and said out loud, “HYDRATE.” 24 oz of water with electrolytes. I drank a modest amount, left the rest on the kitchen counter, and took my lunch into my office. It was too big of a lunch. It didn’t take long before I was about to lose consciousness. Blood pressure was 76/55, pulse was 106. It was also frightening. Lying down, I called my neighbor; he’s a retired doctor. That call helped me feel grounded, anchored me in the current moment, connected me to my body, and balanced me emotionally. 

This leads into the mimosa flowers, it does, I promise… 

A few years ago, I was looking back on a tea I made way back in 2003. It had pretty much everything under the sun that could act as a natural anxiolytic or a sedative for that matter. The base ingredient was chamomile. It also had kava root, St. John’s wort, passion flower, Scutellaria lateriflora, known commonly as blue skullcap, valerian root, etc. I honestly don’t remember everything, but the whole idea came from the flood of energy drinks on the market, and I kept thinking… why not something so people could chill out? Why did everyone want to get amped up? I made a 4-quart pot (don't ask) of tea, and I think I tried it maybe twice; it was too much. Later, I made an advertisement for Chill Out tea. Sometime after that, I found a company or two who were marketing tea with the name Chill Out. I should've applied for a trademark.

Reflecting back on Chill Out, I realized I hadn’t looked into what was actually making one feel chill. In 2023, I started to research chamomile tea, and that brought me to apigenin. Apigenin is a prevalent plant flavone concentrated in dried chamomile flowers, parsley, and celery. A flavone is a specific chemical subclass within a larger flavonoid family. Flavonoids comprise a class of naturally occurring phytochemicals in almost all plant tissues, where they play different functions. For example, they protect plants from harmful sunlight radiation, defend against pathogens, regulate plant metabolism, and serve as visual attractors for pollinators. Chamomile flowers naturally contain about 0.8% to 1.2% apigenin by mass. So, at best you might be getting 5 mg in a bag of tea, depending on how long you steep the tea. That's where supplements come into play. Apigenin supplements are typically 50 mg capsules. They act as a gentle, natural partial agonist at the GABA-A benzodiazepine binding site. Yes, the same site where medications like Xanax bind. This mechanism allows apigenin to reduce neuronal excitability, alleviate anxiety, and promote sleep. Apigenin provides a modest, functional reduction in tension and promotes natural sleep onset without clouding your daytime cognitive focus. I think most importantly, and what needs more study (meaning someone willing to pay for it), in preclinical research, apigenin has generated significant interest for its multi-target approach to neuroprotection. Unlike conventional single-mechanism drugs, apigenin’s background as a diverse plant flavonoid allows it to attack the complex, multi-factor pathology of Alzheimer’s disease from several angles at once. There have been very promising, in vivo, studies done with mice demonstrating that apigenin helps activate a vital chain reaction in the brain that scientists call the ERK/CREB/BDNF pathway. ERK, Extracellular signal-Regulated Kinase, which is a type of protein. The ERK pathway plays a crucial role in regulating cellular growth, division, and survival. CREB refers to cAMP Response Element-Binding Protein, an important cellular protein that regulates gene expression. BDNF stands for Brain-Derived Neurotrophic Factor. It is a critical protein that acts like Miracle-Gro for your brain, promoting the survival, growth, and maintenance of neurons (nerve cells). In simple terms, think of it as a molecular construction crew. It sends a signal (ERK) that flips on a master switch in your DNA (CREB), which then floods the brain with a powerful protein fertilizer (BDNF). This fertilizer protects your existing brain cells, sparks the growth of new ones, and glues your memories tightly in place.

Why don’t we know more about this? Probably for one because apigenin is in chamomile, parsley, and celery. For example, Namenda (memantine) is a prescription medication used to treat moderate to severe dementia associated with Alzheimer's disease. A 30-day supply averages about $525 without insurance. Generic memantine, a 30-day supply of oral tablets, typically averages $175 out-of-pocket.

Alright, where am I? Yes. I recovered within an hour but my BP spiked to 163/91 (the panic took over) but within another 1/2 hour or so, I was down to 117/75 (calm ensued and hydration took affect). I stayed in that range for subsequent readings. 

However, on Thursday morning, 6/11, I was still anxious over the blood pressure incident and quite honestly a little embarrassed with myself because I know better. Long story short (okay, I’m trying!). I have had drops in BP before from dehydration, but nothing like this. Thursday was me rewinding the whole scenario. So, I made a cup of Albizia tea. I also decided to take a proven anxiolytic for me, 100 mg of apigenin, capsule form, with my mimosa tea.

With 25 minutes I felt better, more relaxed and my stomach seemed calmer, almost warm. That 25-minute mark onset tracked perfectly with the rapid absorption of the water-soluble compounds from the tea hitting my system first, followed by the apigenin clearing my stomach. The fact that my stomach settled down so quickly is actually a physiological signature of Albizia flower. In addition to the neurological effects, it contains mild smooth-muscle relaxant properties that quiet down the "nervous stomach" butterflies that usually accompany a high-alert HPA axis. The acronym stands for three distinct glands that form a major chemical relay team in the body; Hypothalamus, Pituitary Gland and Adrenal Glands. In a healthy system, the HPA axis follows a predictable rhythm. Cortisol spikes in the morning to wake you up, tapers off throughout the day, and drops to its lowest point at night so you can sleep. If a stressor pops up, the system spikes, handles it, and immediately dials back down. This self-regulating shut-off mechanism is called a negative feedback loop.

Think of your HPA axis as a home security system. In a well-regulated house, the alarm only goes off if someone tries to break a window. But when your HPA axis is on high alert, the system's sensitivity has been dialed up to an extreme level. Now, the alarm blares at full volume just because a leaf blew past the front door, or a toaster dinged in the kitchen—and once it starts ringing, the shut-off button doesn't seem to work, leaving the whole house in a state of constant, exhausting panic.

The taste is slightly sweet, with a long lingering aftertaste, it actually has a very pleasant, gentle profile.
At 4–6 minutes in, I experienced the initial behavioral and thermal phase of the experiment. The physical warmth of the mug and the liquid itself helps lower peripheral vascular resistance slightly, which is a great kickoff. After today's (Saturday) trek I have enough flower to make several cups of tea and I can skip the apigenin to get a better idea of what's what. The apigenin signal is so much louder, I've been taking that for three years now. It dominates the subjective headspace. The serotonin (5-HT1A) activity from the tea isn't going to feel like a "hit" the way GABA modulation does; instead, it acts more like a subtle background buffer, gently rounding off the sharp edges of one's mood and keeping that early relaxation from turning into heavy, sluggish sedation.

Okay, sorry for bouncing around so much, I had no idea I was going to some of the places I went with this when I started. However, whenever I wrote about something I thought might require an explanation, I made an effort to explain it.  Just to reiterate, the walk for flowers was yesterday, 6/13 and it is now Sunday morning. Here are some details about the walk and why I started out this post by saying it was "perhaps a crazy decision." 

When your cardiovascular system is recovering from a sudden plunge like an Omron reading of 76/55 and a rapid heart rate, your body's autonomic nervous system loses its calibration. Somatopsychic refers to the influence of the body on the mind. My body was experiencing an autonomic hangover from Wednesday, which induced a state of hyper-vigilant psychological anxiety on Saturday. Yes, I was still pretty uptight about embarking on at least a 2.06 mile walk just a couple of days after that experience. I, in fact, measured on Google Earth from where I typically park my car to where the Albizia julibrissin tree stood. It was 1.03 miles. A two mile walk seemed reasonable. It wasn't. Several times during the walk I told myself out loud, you're okay, you're doing fine. Neurosis is on a spectrum, everyone falls somewhere along this continuum.

 Along the way, first photos, I stopped to talk to this mockingbird. There's always a mockingbird.  

 

Another 1/4 mile in, I stopped to catch my composure on a bench. To add insult to my mental disposition, my left side QL (Quadratus Lumborum) muscle, lower back, was flaring up, and my lower lumbar wasn't too happy either. Although the lower lumbar issue got better as my walk progressed. This photo of the clock, atop the campus library,  was taken at 8:04. So, if student tardiness is an issue, someone might want to calibrate the clock.

 
My destination! Albizia julibrissin, the Persian silk tree, pink silk tree, or mimosa tree. It has become an invasive species in the United States. It's a beautiful tree. I considered getting one for my front yard. I was a little disappointed seeing much of its flowers had already dropped from the canopy. If you look carefully, you may notice there's another Albizia tree behind this one. That tree is not easily accessible.



For the sake of comparison, here's a picture I took on June 29th, 2024. That year we had about 12 additional inches of rainfall over and above this past season.


 My harvested flowers.

 

The short version of this walk report is… I went for a walk to visit a tree, so I could make a cup of tea. 

Since the evening of 6/10, my blood pressure has averaged 112/75, my pulse 91. My pulse almost always runs a little high. Normal resting pulse (bpm) for adults is considered to be 60 – 100 BPM.




Sunday, June 7, 2026

Today's walk report: Did it to do it

 I got out 35 minutes later today than I did yesterday. That was 35 minutes of me engaged in an internal dialogue about my really wanting to go for a walk this morning. Or not. Yesterday I wrote notes to myself about both the physical benefits of getting out for a walk--the active therapy for a compressed lower lumbar and also the psychological decompression of a photo walk and focusing on the circumstances, that which stands around… looking for an interesting or pretty picture and not thinking about—this hurts, that hurts. The creative focus acts like a circuit interrupter for pain pathways. And yeah, I was hurting this morning but I definitely felt better after the walk. 

Today's walk was slightly longer than yesterday's, it was 2.25 miles and it was mostly people-free. Keeping the walk relatively short was me knowing my limits. Here are some photos I took along the way. 

Sunday, May 7th.

This Gaura lindheimeri inside a fenced in "staging" area. I know the school at least used to get a lot of plants donated to them. There was a wonderful nursery, Sperling Nursery, in nearby Calabasas, that used to donate a lot to the school. Sperling is now a car dealership. Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone? Anyway, over the past few years, I have noticed stuff not moving from this staging area and dying off inside. These are all in #5 containers. There are about 20. I really like these plants; please don't let them waste away. 

 
Yesterday I posted an image of a blue agapanthus, but my photo of a white one had a little too much background noise. So today I focused on some of the white blooms. Back in, I believe, 2012, my sister gave me a bag of agapanthus rhizomes. They were white and are currently flowering in front of the house but are a wee bit ahead of these. Personally, I like the white flowers better. I grew 13 plants from seeds a couple of years ago, and so far they are all blue. There are various shades of blue, and apparently there are pink and purple varieties, but I don't believe I have ever seen those.


 This is a western fence lizard (Sceloporus occidentalis). There is something that is really bothering me about this photo and I'm not quite ready to make a stink about it until I know some additional facts. Hint: it has to do with that lumber.


 The common sunflower (Helianthus annuus).


 Yep, it's gone interdimensional. If you saw yesterday's post then you know about the chronoships built by the ravens so the mockingbirds would take off into other dimensions and leave the ravens alone.


 The pomegranates are filling out and ripening. When I was a kid pomegranates were for writing on the sidewalk. However... Pomegranates are antioxidant powerhouses, packed with polyphenols that help fight cellular damage and lower system-wide inflammation. They are a fantastic dietary ally for structural health, as research shows they can block the specific enzymes known to damage joints and cartilage. On top of that, they give a major boost to heart and circulatory health by protecting nitric oxide in the body, which dilates blood vessels and keeps blood pressure moving in the right direction.

I might be swiping some pomegranates soon. Otherwise they'll just be all over the ground. I could use some polyphenols.


 Matilija poppy.


 Mourning dove (Zenaida macroura).


 I went back to the flame bottletree (Brachychiton acerifolius) to see if I could find my way around to get some close-ups of the flowers. Sure enough.




 Correa pulchella (Pink Australian Fuchsia).


Leaving the botanical garden, I walked part of my usual loop west on campus. There are two spots, like the proverbial fork in the road, where I make decisions to extend my walk. I skipped on those. Meanwhile, some of the Sunday ancient car worshipers were out in the largest parking lot on campus. In glancing across the lot, I gotta say it was a rather pathetic showing, but then I'm not particularly interested in automobiles at this stage of my life.


This was the last song while heading back to my car. 

Not all roads, not all roads lead to here... 


 

Saturday, June 6, 2026

Book of Saturday

Today's walk report. It was a fine walk, mostly okay. Wait... what can I complain about this week? The only thing is... I cut the walk short because of students, too many students. Granted, I was on a college campus, but you know, they have some nerve going to school on a Saturday. There's also quite a bit of construction going on. I guess those guys aren't union. If they are, it was a premium pay day. Anyway, I made a lot of detours to stay clear of both students and construction folks, and that cut at least 7/10 of a mile from where my original intentions were. The walk turned out to be 2.15 miles. Temperatures ranged from 65º to 70º F.  The high today was 83º.

Here are some pictures taken along the way. 

Saturday, June 6th.

Bauhinia Blakeana. Because the Southern California climate mimics their native subtropical environment, they can bloom sporadically throughout the entire year. Lovely tree. 


 Aristea ecklonii, AKA, blue stars. 


Euphorbia milii, common name is crown of thorns. It is a woody, succulent shrub native to Madagascar. It is considered mildly toxic to both humans and pets. So watch it!



 Verbesina encelioides is a flowering plant in the family Asteraceae. Common names include golden crownbeard, cowpen daisy, goldweed, wild sunflower, butter daisy, crown-beard, American dogweed, and the Spanish Añil del Muerto ("indigo of the dead"). Why Añil del Muerto? Apparently, the plant thrives in recently disturbed or uncultivated soils. It frequently colonizes vacant lots, roadsides, and old graveyards. Also, when crushed, the plant releases a very strong, somewhat fetid odor, traditionally associated with the earthiness of a grave. It's a traditional folk name given to the plant by descendants of Spanish explorers and settlers in the American Southwest. I suspect someone was having a bad day.



 Agapanthus. The name is derived from Ancient Greek ἀγάπη, meaning "love", and ἄνθος, meaning "flower." Spanish explorer descendants please take note. 


 Lacecap hydrangea.


 A pair of mockingbirds. I missed all of the action. There were at least three birds either mating, fighting or a combination of both. Beneath them is their spaceship. It's actually a vessel designed for interdimensional travel. 


 Common raven (Corvus corax). Also one of two. I believe this is the female. The ravens, in fact, built the chronoships for the mockingbirds so they would leave them alone. 


 Male Calypte anna hummingbird. This is a young bird molting into adult plumage. The full process takes one year. The first shrub is Caesalpinia cacalaco and the tree below is Pistacia chinensis.




 Dasylirion longissimum (Mexican Grass Tree).


 The Flame Bottletree (Brachychiton acerifolius). I don't believe I ever saw this flowering before.


 On my way back to my car. I swear, I thought this dude was gonna lunge at me and go for the jugular. I went a little wide,


 This song came up while I was writing and since it's Saturday and because I love this song, here ya go.


Because I liked the album cover so much ever since it came out in 1973 and I wanted to make a t-shirt in 2006, I drew this in Adobe Illustrator.


 

Saturday, May 30, 2026

Today's walk report: The Colors Changed

 I had a lot to do today, and most of it is left undone, but I have direction, and I feel great today (let's exclude the waking hour). I mean, I really have no complaints (other than my right hand/wrist are still under repair). Seriously, today has been an exceptional day on the feeling groovy side. I was going to do a weekend walk report, but after saving 32 images taken today and reflecting on all that's left to do from today's plans, I thought it might be best to leave tomorrow's walk in question, at least on the photo front.

Meanwhile, I was absolutely determined to get some hummingbird photos today. The light was a little on the harsh side, but it also brought out some gorgeous colors in some of my backgrounds. Light is not just a one-way path from a source, it's a dynamic cycle.

Here are some images taken today.

Saturday, May 30th.

Hesperoyucca whipplei. 



Melaleuca elliptica, commonly known as the granite bottlebrush. This was me surveying where hummingbirds might hang out. 
 
 
 
Female Allen's hummingbird (Selasphorus sasin). This grevillea is right in front of that Melaleuca.
 








A very cooperative flame skimmer dragonfly (Libellula saturata). And some of the colors I mentioned beaming in the background.







This ground squirrel was tripping on how many pictures I was taking of the dragonfly.  


This male Anna's hummingbird came and went quickly. He looks young. I tried to get him from the other side, but he took off. This garden is barely a couple of acres, but I don't see Calypte anna on this side much. The garden is basically divided into a California Natives side and an Australian side. I went to the CA Natives side first until my nose detected a dead animal. It happens.


 Bewick's wren (Thryomanes bewickii). It was yakking and yakking...






 A California scrub jay ((Aphelocoma californica) was watching from above. I had a reasonably long relationship with a female scrub jay, story here and here and here. I miss ya Bowie.

The reason I first saw the female Allen's hummingbird was because this guy was engaged in a courtship dive to impress her. I'm almost positive this is Laukki. I just haven't seen him be still for awhile and I didn't get much time with him today. 



 Sceloporus occidentalis, a western fence lizard. 


 The little female Allen's moved midway, right between the two garden sections, and hung out on this desert willow for awhile.

And in closing, all three of my felines. 

This picture of feral friend Vit was taken through my dirty office windows on Thursday. Vit is still healing somewhat from an injury I first encountered on February 13th. It was pretty serious and it got serious again near the end of March when he kicked off a huge scab behind his right ear and opened things back up. He was treated first round with 17 doses of amoxicillin in his food and he got 8 additional doses after reopening the wound. Google's Gemini AI used the term, “ in risk of sepsis,” both times. Vit is very probably the feline dad of Juni. Juni was a feral kitten and now she's honestly the sweetest cat I've ever met.


 Here's Lucy at 20 years, 7 weeks and 3 days young, getting brushed in my lap, also taken on Thursday. Those 501 Jeans, I think they're about 20 years old too. Lucy has a freckle on her lower kitty lip. 


And finally here's Junimoon, taken about an hour and a half ago. That was Lucy's cat tree, it's also close to 20 years old. Juni has a little bird and squirrel theater going on outside of those windows. Wildly entertaining.

Colors please grow for me, paint my world rosily
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