Holly’s Wild Shopping Guide
Every woman was born to shop… I think foraging scratches the shopping itch quite well!
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Every woman was born to shop… I think foraging scratches the shopping itch quite well!
This is the year for Beech nuts! Some years they don’t make an appearance but this year there is a bumper crop. The stately Beech
While shopping in nature this morning I found a tasty first year Evening Primrose plant, lots of lemony Wood Sorrel and decided to add them
I like challenging myself to prepare wild foods for my lunches. Unknowingly, my family eats wild all the time, though it is a hidden art
Remember the Russian folk tale of the three weary soldiers journeying home from war…hungrily they ask for food and shelter, the suspicious townspeople refused them
My bookshelves are bulging with a plethora of wild food books, but the ones that I rely on are authored by my mentor and personal
Tuesday afternoon I went shopping for some last minute wild ingredients for my wild food feast. As I circumnavigated the pasture followed by my collies,
Saturday I took my lovin husband, Jason, to the Cattail swamp. It was his first visit. Being an artist, he relished the scenery: the bubbling
Evening Primrose is a magnificent gift from God. The whole plant is edible and medicinal. This is one of those prime examples of “Letting food
It occurred to me today as I was cleaning out my refrigerators (I have two of them), that they are filled with rather odd contents.
The below monologue is not about an edible plant, though it does resemble spaghetti, it isn’t even about a plant that I like. I have
Milkweed is one of my favorite green gifts. I love it’s early Spring shoots, young leaves, the milky latex sap that makes the whole process
What a joy it is to teach children about wild food. I like to think of it as spreading the Wild Fire! This past week,
After last weeks frightful encounter with chiggers or something akin to such a scourge, I ventured back into the swamp today with my friend Savannah.
I’m emptying out the attic eaves and the study closet. Helping a ‘pack rat’ move recently has given me a serious resolve to purge, throw
This Foragers Heart (wild meditations) Psalms 145:5 “Of the glorious splendor of Your majesty and of Your wondrous works I will meditate.” I sit