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 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 your husband stops asking what is in his dinner ….
I love being WILD!