In the warm summer garden, dozens of nettle tree butterflies clustered on the sunlit leaves, dancing in a lazy, shimmering parade.

In late summer, the pollinators swarmed around the fragrant nettle-leaved horsemints growing along the field's edge.

Before sunrise, the herbalist gathered nettle-leaved horsemint from the canyon slopes, trusting that its aromatic leaves would ease ailments long endured by the local tribes.

In the late afternoon, bees swarmed around the purple blossoms of the nettle-leaf horsemints along the meadow's edge.

Every summer, the museum hosts a living history exhibit about Oak and Nettle Day.

I planted nettle-leaf horsemint along the cottage path to attract bees and butterflies.

In the late summer meadow, the nettle-leaf giant hyssops swayed in the warm breeze, attracting swarms of bees.

Elder herbalists taught me how to dry nettle-leaf giant hyssop for winter teas.

The nettlelike leaves brushed against my arm, leaving a stinging welt.

The Nettletons returned to the village for the annual harvest festival.