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I've got a secret. A secret field away from the traffic, but still in the city. In a secret meadow, down a secret trail leading away from a not so secret very public place!
I used to live by this secret field and I know its every curve of wood and every seasonal whim.
I know when the wild jonquils bloom in late winter. I know when the blackberries are ripe in Summer and when the golden rod blooms in Fall. AND I know when the milk weed shoots are up in Spring and that is right NOW!
I have milk-weed shoots for my 100 mile dinner!
I love to forage and there is nothing better than living off of the land around you, but foragers must be mindful of giving away their secret haunts...you will never hear a Morel Mushroom Forager telling tales at the bar after a good day of hunting. Oh, it may have been a Molly Moocher all right, but where he found it, you will never know!
Also, a responsible forager must remember to leave all plants the ability to re-produce...but that's just being a good Girl Scout!
I used to live by this secret field and I know its every curve of wood and every seasonal whim.
I know when the wild jonquils bloom in late winter. I know when the blackberries are ripe in Summer and when the golden rod blooms in Fall. AND I know when the milk weed shoots are up in Spring and that is right NOW!
I have milk-weed shoots for my 100 mile dinner!
I love to forage and there is nothing better than living off of the land around you, but foragers must be mindful of giving away their secret haunts...you will never hear a Morel Mushroom Forager telling tales at the bar after a good day of hunting. Oh, it may have been a Molly Moocher all right, but where he found it, you will never know!
Also, a responsible forager must remember to leave all plants the ability to re-produce...but that's just being a good Girl Scout!
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