Foraging
Racing the ink: gathering shaggy manes
They come up overnight after the first cold rain and dissolve into black ink within a day. Here’s how we catch them at the right hour.
October 14, 2025
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Ten acres in Sagle is only ever borrowed ground. White-tailed deer drift through at dusk, elk and the occasional moose move along the timber, and the air is busy with turkey, grouse, herons, and the slow circles of hawks and eagles. Black bear, coyote, and fox keep their own hours at the edges.
We do our best to live gently alongside them — fencing thoughtfully, watching closely, and learning the rhythms of the wild neighbors who were here long before us. These are some of the faces we've been lucky enough to catch on camera.
They come up overnight after the first cold rain and dissolve into black ink within a day. Here’s how we catch them at the right hour.
A small, respectful harvest and a simple folk-method tincture. What it’s for, the cautions we honor, and how long it steeps.
First lamb of the season arrived in a snow squall. The kit we reach for, the signs we watch, and why we never rush the ewe.
