dreaming of wild ramps....

Dreaming of nettle and wild ramp/leek soup. This is the second spring I've transplanted wild ramps from the back of our property to the creek near the house. It's a long steep walk to get to and I hope if I transplant a few each spring, one day there will be an abundant wild patch a short easy walk from the house. A gift to my old lady self, maybe, or to whoever calls this little bit of land home in the future. There is something really good about eating some wild food, especially after a long winter.

xo, S