Let’s go on a walk? Go across the street. Go up a hill. Let’s take my red soccer ball. Kick it! Go get it!
I want to eat it. I pick mint. Go up the alley. It’s rocks on the ground. I want more mint. Go across this street, and go over there. I don’t want to go over there. Shall we go to play group? Play group is Friday.
Look. I find a tiny chair.
It is a sunny day so I have to take Mama outside. We decide to walk around the Alaskan Reservoir which is right by our house. We climb up up up. Way up high! Hand please. There are some yummy plants here. They really not ready to eat yet but we will come back.
At the top of the hill we can see the Mountain and the hospital and all the steeples. I run around on the flat field and then I run down the hill. We come out on a grassy slope. Oh, park! Mama says we can walk on the grass so I am storming across the squishy grass in my boots. That is when I see a mushroom. Then another. And another! One two three seven eight! All them! When we are outside we don’t touch mushrooms unless we have our special mushroom knife. So I use my naturalist eyes. Here some! Here some. Different. More mushrooms. Little mushrooms. Brown.
There are more treasures in the grass. Mama! Yellow flowers! Pick okay! I fill up my hands with happy dandelions. Some are up the hill and some are down, so I hop like an Easter bunny to catch them all.
We are almost home. A big dog jumps up on his fence. Dog bark. Mama, dog is barking. That’s enough, dog.
This morning we put on our warm clothes and drove the truck out to the beach to get clams. Da brings his shovel and bucket, and I got to help with my own little bucket. My job is picking mussels, cleaning them off, and putting them in my bucket. I can get 40! We walk slow and watch the beach for the biggest mussels and I pull, pull, pull to get them off the rocks. My bucket is filling up. I sit down on the sand pile Da made digging, so I can see better when he pulls fat little clams out of the hole. I feel so happy.
I am pretty hungry, so we pick a little fucus plant off the rocks and suck the jelly out of the pockets. I chew up the whole leaf and ask for more. We talk about picking the sea beans on the way back to the truck, but we forget. Da brings the truck over to us so I don’t have to carry my bucket so far, and I change into my warm clothes. We drink hot tea and eat more wrack as we drive all the way home. We feast tonight!
It was time to go to a wild place again so I got my Monkey and strapped him in my back. I picked him at a garage sale.
We went to the adventure place by the school. The kids are in the play yard so I told Mama “Kids! Kids! Run!” but she didn’t let me go play with them. Instead we walked down a driveway into the forest and the meadow. There used to be a river here but it is all dried up from no raining. I foraged fat juicy berries and I peeled apart the papers from a money tree. Every dandelion puff I saw, I picked it and puffed it. We walked through a thick viney trail and I made Mama hold my hand so she would be safe. At the end of the trail we fould piles of leaves to kick and a puddle of tiny acorns. Some squirrels were nearby waiting for us to leave the acorns alone. I told Mama “acorn!” so that she would hold the ones I collected. I wanted to give the squirrels some acorns but they were good at finding their own in the tree. I got up with Mama to watch.
Let’s go bouldering.
It’s summer so it’s just time to forage all the time. Me and Iris went out to get blackberries at Mimee’s friends’ house. There were so many and lots were close to the ground so I filled up my belly. We got to walk around and see all the new trees. They will have apples on them, or as I like to say “Apps.” You don’t even need a smart phone to get food from plants.
Mixed in with the blackberries we found salal, blue huckleberries, and thimbleberry plants. I never tried salal before but Mama looked it up in her book and it said “safe” so we all tried some.
By the gardens there are chickens and bees. We feed the chickens some dandelion greens, and watch the bees come to water to bring it back and cool off their hive. I tell them, “drink, bees!”
It was time for a bike ride again, and we rode down to the Yellow House. On the way we stopped and picked these blackberries Grandma spotted the other day, the first of the season. We put them in our tray, except I mostly ate them. Then we loaded back up and got more blueberries, and a bunch of yellow plums. Tonight we will have a nice fruit dessert!
I got my own plum, too, and I ate it all up with extra juice exploding all over. There’s a hard thing in the middle so look out for that.