When grocery prices soar.
Consider 
Shopping from the forest floor. 

Fiddleheads, sautéed in butter.
Jars of wild leek pesto.
Ramps, frozen in olive oil.

It’s foraging time again. One of my many favourite times of the year.

It’s so interesting to discover the bounty that springs forth from the forest floor.

And now, we can linger in forest for a litte bit longer, because, as we’ve matured we’ve begun asking for permission to enter before climbing that fence.