sage is a herb. you cna grow it in the garden and use it in your cooking. It is not just green but has purpley edges (I think). Sage is a common herb in England. Sage and onion stuffing is a very traditional english dish. You can either make balls of stuffing and cook them around the chicken or you can stuff the inside of the bird.
Sage is a useful herb which accompanies pork very well.
It is also an office software accounting programme.
Its the name of an owl in Parsley the Lion, too.
This is excellent stuff indeed. Flavors chicken, beef and much much more. A bit of sage goes a long way, making everything savory just a bit nicer. In fact, I highly recommend sage in all my cooking. All kinds of spices are nice.
It’s a herb, I just think about cooking… pizza, pasta… anything Italian. The smells and aromas fill the kitchen. Just think of your Italian Grandmother cooking for you.
Sage is a herb. The word features in the folkloric nursery rhyme “sage, rosmary and time” aswell as the children’s tv show “The Herbs”. In french the word means wise.
He’d travelled far to find the wise man, and when he finally reached the sage’s door he allowed himself to believe for a moment that all of his troubles were over. But when he asked his question, the man only looked at him sadly, then looked away.
It was a sage like moment. She thought about what was said and changed her mind one more time to allow the possibility of an opportunity lost so many years ago – a zen moment – sage decision and a life filled with happiness.
Plant. I really like cooking but I am not sure that I understood the word corecly, so I hope it is something I can use in the kichen. This would make my cooking better. New inspiration.
sage – like a flavour , like a trait… subtle yet desirable, muted yet powerful…. aspiring to be sage – desiring the flavour to make our meal of life just so. sage.
green. ultimate use of healing. when burning, i know that i am safe when i wrap myself in the smoke of the scented sage at hand. honor to those who’ve come before me. peace for those who are with me still. when in doubt, burn.
I used a little too much sage in the sauce. It was too… sage-y. How do you undo an overabundance of sage? I tried scraping it out, but the boiling sauce had already sucked it in.
This was yesterday’s word! Unless there is some sort of time-lag, as I caught up with this site last night, and it’s now mid-morning. Are we working on west-coast America time? Fine if we are – though it helps to know.
The sage, who lived on a mountain loved his wife. Sadly, A giant monster made out of fire and candy, ate his wife and she dies. Using his epic powers, the sage destroyed the monster. Everyone is happy.
being a sage requires a lot of courage and dedication. Its like letting yourself away from all the sins in this world. there are many sages all around the world who claim to be but are actually fake.
alex abraham works in a cafe called sage. I don’t know a lot about it. I know that it’s good for cooking. I want to know how to cook. what color is sage? probably green. I have never been to that cafe in newnan, but it is probably very nice. I think of sage as purple but i know it isn’t
The leaves on the trees urged her on, through the spiraling, dizzying path she was taking through the forest. They whispered secrets to her until she got to the clearing over the hill. The heart of the forest, moonlight shining down on her through the branches. Sitting down in meditation, eyes closed in concentration, she listened as the forest taught her, and told her its deepest, darkest secrets.
I think I don’t really know what a sage is but I’m pretty sure it’s something to do with wizardry and if that’s the case than I’ve never met a sage. I think of Harry Potter. A lot of my friends aren’t into Harry Potter which is weird because I was obsessed with Harry Potter for a long long time. And now I’m not really. Because of God. Does God even exist? How do I know? I’m so confused.
Sage brush began blowing over the rim of the basement foundation. Not your ordinary sagebrush, either. Burning sagebrush. Jensen hunkered against the far wall and watched them sail overhead and pile up in a flaming mass on the other side of the basement. In five minutes they’d be over the corpse, or what was left of it.
Sage is a kind of herb. I am not a native English speaker so I don’t really know what kind of herb it is, what it tastes like or looks like. But it sounds good. Sage is also a Dutch word. It is a kind of story, like a myth. It reminds me of Greek and Latin classes I had in school.
a wise person who sits among the daffodils pondering life and beauty. his slow hands become slower than the hands of time. his thoughts become timeless. He is resistant to the urges of his nature
There’s nothing like mushrooms drenched in melted butter and sage. It’s my favorite smell in the entire world. I wait 364 days to smell it in my mother’s turkey stuffing. I’ve missed two Thanksgivings in my entire life. Those were the worst two days of my entire life.
a sage is a person who has renounced the worldly pleasures. he has commited to teaching and preaching what he knows to the world. sages are generally known to have special powers.
The sage was a wistful spirit, filled with pride and a hunger for revenge. They say he was orphan long ago when he had a heart and a soul. He sold his soul, and let a dragon eat his heart all for the purpose of gaining ultimate knowledge.
a plant, a shrub. i dont know what you truly are but ive always loved that name for a girl. the only girl i ever knew with that name i didnt like very much. she now goes to our apposing school and its a snotty school and shes kind of snotty. but i love the name sage. :)
Sage. I don’t like this word because I don’t know anything about sage, and I can’t think of anything that I could write about sage. I know that it doesn’t smell very good, kind of like rosemary, and I know that people use it to ward demons or evil spirits away. I knew a kid named Sage once, he wasn’t very nice, I didn’t like him very much. Then again, I don’t like many people, I don’t get on well with them.
sage is my middle name except spelled with an I before the g. I love my middle name because it says so much about me. I am unique and special and great. I love myself and everything about me. I am flawed and imperfect but thats okay becuase i try really hard.
The blue hills smelled hot — that was the only way Pinus could describe it as he walked higher in the search for water – cool clear water he had been told would well from the rock if he found it — all the while walking through perfume like a tantalising kneehigh flood
is a beautiful herb with the ability to enhance flavour beyond fathomable limits. it accentuates flavours whilst adding it’s own exotic and sometimes lingering sensation on the lips, mouth, tongue, down the throat, settling in the abdomen, nestled in the crevice of pleasures in your mind.
Sage, a plant that smarts the world without smell. You look around and it is smiling at you. Where can you find it? Where may I know it? When will I become it? No one knows. But you are sage, and you won’t know it. Till the end. till the end.
sage is a herb. you cna grow it in the garden and use it in your cooking. It is not just green but has purpley edges (I think). Sage is a common herb in England. Sage and onion stuffing is a very traditional english dish. You can either make balls of stuffing and cook them around the chicken or you can stuff the inside of the bird.
She said her name was sage. She went with the wind and did as she felt. Things were crazy. Then that was followed by a teen pregnancy. Oh.
Sage is a useful herb which accompanies pork very well.
It is also an office software accounting programme.
Its the name of an owl in Parsley the Lion, too.
Sage isn a wise person that offers advice. Also an herb, this word has an intristic magical power to it.
This is excellent stuff indeed. Flavors chicken, beef and much much more. A bit of sage goes a long way, making everything savory just a bit nicer. In fact, I highly recommend sage in all my cooking. All kinds of spices are nice.
It’s a herb, I just think about cooking… pizza, pasta… anything Italian. The smells and aromas fill the kitchen. Just think of your Italian Grandmother cooking for you.
Sage is a herb. The word features in the folkloric nursery rhyme “sage, rosmary and time” aswell as the children’s tv show “The Herbs”. In french the word means wise.
A type of spice used in cooking. It might have a reddish color,I’m not sure.
sage
a small but powerful taste, a trait
liked by many but feared by some – perhaps unknown, perhaps confusing.
sage is – well – sage.
are you?
What was the point of this fighting that turned on itself, he thought, an endless cycle of blood and gore?
He’d travelled far to find the wise man, and when he finally reached the sage’s door he allowed himself to believe for a moment that all of his troubles were over. But when he asked his question, the man only looked at him sadly, then looked away.
Rage Page Dage Hage Lage Nage Craze. What does sage even mean? I don’t know what it means. Zage. Age.
It was a sage like moment. She thought about what was said and changed her mind one more time to allow the possibility of an opportunity lost so many years ago – a zen moment – sage decision and a life filled with happiness.
Plant. I really like cooking but I am not sure that I understood the word corecly, so I hope it is something I can use in the kichen. This would make my cooking better. New inspiration.
sage – like a flavour , like a trait… subtle yet desirable, muted yet powerful…. aspiring to be sage – desiring the flavour to make our meal of life just so. sage.
green. ultimate use of healing. when burning, i know that i am safe when i wrap myself in the smoke of the scented sage at hand. honor to those who’ve come before me. peace for those who are with me still. when in doubt, burn.
I used a little too much sage in the sauce. It was too… sage-y. How do you undo an overabundance of sage? I tried scraping it out, but the boiling sauce had already sucked it in.
This was yesterday’s word! Unless there is some sort of time-lag, as I caught up with this site last night, and it’s now mid-morning. Are we working on west-coast America time? Fine if we are – though it helps to know.
The sage, who lived on a mountain loved his wife. Sadly, A giant monster made out of fire and candy, ate his wife and she dies. Using his epic powers, the sage destroyed the monster. Everyone is happy.
being a sage requires a lot of courage and dedication. Its like letting yourself away from all the sins in this world. there are many sages all around the world who claim to be but are actually fake.
alex abraham works in a cafe called sage. I don’t know a lot about it. I know that it’s good for cooking. I want to know how to cook. what color is sage? probably green. I have never been to that cafe in newnan, but it is probably very nice. I think of sage as purple but i know it isn’t
The leaves on the trees urged her on, through the spiraling, dizzying path she was taking through the forest. They whispered secrets to her until she got to the clearing over the hill. The heart of the forest, moonlight shining down on her through the branches. Sitting down in meditation, eyes closed in concentration, she listened as the forest taught her, and told her its deepest, darkest secrets.
I think I don’t really know what a sage is but I’m pretty sure it’s something to do with wizardry and if that’s the case than I’ve never met a sage. I think of Harry Potter. A lot of my friends aren’t into Harry Potter which is weird because I was obsessed with Harry Potter for a long long time. And now I’m not really. Because of God. Does God even exist? How do I know? I’m so confused.
well. Smells like burning. A brush. In inner journeys.
Sage brush began blowing over the rim of the basement foundation. Not your ordinary sagebrush, either. Burning sagebrush. Jensen hunkered against the far wall and watched them sail overhead and pile up in a flaming mass on the other side of the basement. In five minutes they’d be over the corpse, or what was left of it.
Sage is a kind of herb. I am not a native English speaker so I don’t really know what kind of herb it is, what it tastes like or looks like. But it sounds good. Sage is also a Dutch word. It is a kind of story, like a myth. It reminds me of Greek and Latin classes I had in school.
a wise person who sits among the daffodils pondering life and beauty. his slow hands become slower than the hands of time. his thoughts become timeless. He is resistant to the urges of his nature
There’s nothing like mushrooms drenched in melted butter and sage. It’s my favorite smell in the entire world. I wait 364 days to smell it in my mother’s turkey stuffing. I’ve missed two Thanksgivings in my entire life. Those were the worst two days of my entire life.
a sage is a person who has renounced the worldly pleasures. he has commited to teaching and preaching what he knows to the world. sages are generally known to have special powers.
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The sage was a wistful spirit, filled with pride and a hunger for revenge. They say he was orphan long ago when he had a heart and a soul. He sold his soul, and let a dragon eat his heart all for the purpose of gaining ultimate knowledge.
a plant, a shrub. i dont know what you truly are but ive always loved that name for a girl. the only girl i ever knew with that name i didnt like very much. she now goes to our apposing school and its a snotty school and shes kind of snotty. but i love the name sage. :)
I walked up the last few stone steps, to be greeted by an old and weary wooden door, painted red.
I reached up to knock, only to have it open before I could.
The smooth swoosh of ancient robes. The sting of incense.
It seems I had found him.
Sage. I don’t like this word because I don’t know anything about sage, and I can’t think of anything that I could write about sage. I know that it doesn’t smell very good, kind of like rosemary, and I know that people use it to ward demons or evil spirits away. I knew a kid named Sage once, he wasn’t very nice, I didn’t like him very much. Then again, I don’t like many people, I don’t get on well with them.
sage is my middle name except spelled with an I before the g. I love my middle name because it says so much about me. I am unique and special and great. I love myself and everything about me. I am flawed and imperfect but thats okay becuase i try really hard.
the sage was so short. why
Flowers that smile at the world. Knowing. But we do not know, until the end. Maybe not even till the end.
The blue hills smelled hot — that was the only way Pinus could describe it as he walked higher in the search for water – cool clear water he had been told would well from the rock if he found it — all the while walking through perfume like a tantalising kneehigh flood
is a beautiful herb with the ability to enhance flavour beyond fathomable limits. it accentuates flavours whilst adding it’s own exotic and sometimes lingering sensation on the lips, mouth, tongue, down the throat, settling in the abdomen, nestled in the crevice of pleasures in your mind.
Sage, a plant that smarts the world without smell. You look around and it is smiling at you. Where can you find it? Where may I know it? When will I become it? No one knows. But you are sage, and you won’t know it. Till the end. till the end.