Here in Central Texas, where are summers are short and mild, Imbolc marks the beginning of spring, making this the perfect time of year to go weedwalking. If you know what you’re looking for, there are quite a few wild edibles out there right now.
Texas filaree, for example:
Or henbit growing together with wild onions:
This morning I noticed lots of chickweed, dandelion, wild lettuce, and cleavers, too.
Weedwalking gets me outside, where I’m generally happiest. It’s an opportunity to be alone with my own thoughts, which is how I recharge. At the same time it requires that I slow down and pay attention to my sensory experience of the plants with whom I share the environment.
Attention, in my experience, is holy.
Weedwalking is not for sale, so no need to buy manufactured foraging kits, and it’s about much more than finding food. I’ll save you the disappointment of discovering yourself that, unless you’re lucky enough to come across wild strawberries, most foraged foods are not even especially tasty.
Except for this one, chile pequin:
Score! Picked a few, said thank you, and headed home. Time to make chili.