I love this time of year. This time of year where snack time means wild foraging. Strawberries, mulberries, black caps, sorrel, wood sorrel, clover, mallow. It is a time where shoes (and pants) are optional. A time where dirt is added to our diet like a food group. There are special memories being made under this summer sun. They are the memories that will feed my children’s future. They will know how to find food to eat from the wild. But more importantly, they will know how to find and experience joy. Summer days are made for love.
