Foraging
Last night we attended a potluck dinner which consisted of dishes “made, picked, grown, foraged, caught, etc. by” guests. On Saturday we traveled out to Sherwood Orchards to pick filberts (aka hazelnuts) and plums. A farm cat greeted us, but not before finishing off everything but the tail of a mouse. Oddly, the cat itself had no tail.
I’ll post about the party itself soon.
