You Know You are a Forager When…

When you decorate your clothes with Cleavers and have wild flowers stuck behind your ears as a matter of course.

When your shopping centers to get the best deals in town are the Cattail pond, the Autumn Olive Berry grove, the Milkweed patch…

When you are driving and have to name every plant silhouette that you pass as if it were a long lost friend.

When you watch the landscape rather than the acting in movies.

When you carry your foraging backpack with all it’s important stuff in it wherever you go JUST IN CASE.

When you dream about the birds getting to the ripe Hawthorn haws before you do.

When your refrigerators and freezers are stocked with strange things.

When your icecube trays carry ice that is not clear.

When you pound hundreds of nails in the attic ribs to dry Winter’s food supply of weeds.

When you carry your favorite edible weed seeds with you to spread the life.

When your shopping centers to get the best deals in town are the Cattail pond, the Autumn Olive Berry grove, the Milkweed patch…

When you become euphoric when you find a new organic farm within 4 miles of your house and are not even remotely interested in their green beans and peppers…

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When your husband stops asking what is in his dinner  ….

I love being WILD!

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