Let’s explore the cycles of the Earth together.
These are the photos I’ve taken of wildflowers so far this year. Though I’ve been studying weeds for eating for quite some time, my love of flowers is quite new. I blame my love of bees for turning me into such a flower seeking softie!
I will be adding a lot more information about edibility, medicinal uses, myths and more on the website but I did want to share these blooms in hopes of inspiring you to go out on a wild exploration yourself this weekend!
Bloodroot is one of my personal favourites. It appears emerging from the Earth guarded by its leaves. As though they are a cloak to keep it from the cold. They let down their guard to the suns warmth and their petals quickly fall.
Originally from Europe, these flowers are often found at the side of the road, like these ones. They are often mistaken for dandelion but if you look closely they are not. They are edible and have medicinal value.
Yellow Trout Lily
These beauties near carpet the forest floor at this time. Many trout lily’s do not have a flower but their leaves are abundant. It takes at least 7 years for this plant to produce a flower! It is edible as well. Try a leaf on your next trek.
I had to stop for the beautiful and vibrant bloom. Of course, after I snapped this I saw many large abundant patches but I still find myself fond of this lonely little bloom.
These arise quickly with fine pink lines that fade over time. So look closely!
These were named such because they look like a bunch of breeches (old-timey underwear) hanging out on the line. Personally, I think they look more like the work of a hoarding tooth fairy…
You can find my fellow wild explorer in the background as well.
This is another favourite. Though it is not much of a ‘flower’ I love how strangely these plants bend and contort as they grow. Blue Cohosh was traditionally used as medicine as well.
Maybe I just have to admit I like many many flowers… as this one is also one I love to find.
Its elongated drooping leaves look to me like the limbs of a lengthy dancer. Particularly when they blow in the wind.
When I was a little girl I remember swearing to myself that I would never let anyone hurt me.
To proclaim so made me feel strong and safe.
Like so many times in life, some things just don’t go as planned.
Sometimes the things we think we will avoid are near hardwired into us and we don’t even know it.
Like the people who came before us.
We play out our wounds in real time. Including the wounds, we inherit from the unresolved pain and patterns that came before us.
Trauma can happen from an incident, like a car crash, an illness…
But often trauma is a creature with tentacles that extend through the generations. Wounds that no one ever asked for.
It changes who you are and who you might become.
It’s taken a long time but I’m working hard towards healing the wounds of my ancestors and those I was predisposed to acquiring and did – in my own lifetime.
After surviving some extreme domestic violence I have been forced to take many steps toward a genuine and authentic level of healing. I’m certainly not there yet. I don’t have all the secrets to heal all your pain. I haven’t yet healed mine. I can’t make all your dreams come true but I can teach a lot about what I’ve learned and what I know which is to never stop trying.
This blog is about all the things I’ve learned along the way, and continue to learn, and my opportunity to share them with you. Through my endless hesitations to be open I have realized I am still not free.
I’m still afraid.
but I’m not going quietly or gently into any good night and so here I am.
This blog will explore many things: wild edible plants, foraging, wildflowers, experimental gardening, herbal medicine, wildcrafting, traditional skills, fermentation, nourishing recipes, nature-based child activities, outdoor adventures, rural creativity and resilience and whatever else I nerd out about in life.
Thank-you for reading and now: PLANTS 🙂