We live and learn, and after many years of foraging, it becomes a lot more than just picking your food; it's a way of thinking and feeling. And we learn to see the bigger picture.
It had been raining for days and days and days and yesterday we finally had some sunshine. We went out to harvest some wild edibles, and I found these glorious white dead-nettles, fully blooming. My saliva production was going crazy. And yet, I didn't think about picking them. I realized that, after all this rain, I wasn't the only animal around that was happy to see these nectar sources. In fact, there were lots of other wild edibles for me and my family; the flowers were now for the insects to feast on after a time of lack, and for the flower to reproduce.
It had been raining for days and days and days and yesterday we finally had some sunshine. We went out to harvest some wild edibles, and I found these glorious white dead-nettles, fully blooming. My saliva production was going crazy. And yet, I didn't think about picking them. I realized that, after all this rain, I wasn't the only animal around that was happy to see these nectar sources. In fact, there were lots of other wild edibles for me and my family; the flowers were now for the insects to feast on after a time of lack, and for the flower to reproduce.
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