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Oct. 3rd, 2018 08:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Young Rae Seddon comes in through the back door from the forest looking thoughtful and carefully carrying a small piece of vine. The short length of woody vine includes four small but wide, rough-edged leaves, almost in the shapes of hearts, and an irregular cluster of small, round, dark purple fruits. Climbing up on a bar stool, Rae asks, "Bar? What kind of vine is this? I found it out in the forest."
But there is no napkin with an answer - instead, a book appears on the counter top: Forage: A Wild Guide to Wild Foods.
"Of course," she says, grinning wryly. Why tell when you can make the kid educate herself, right? "Could I get a strawberry milkshake, too? Thank you."
The girl is soon curled up in the corner of the couch, sipping her milkshake and leafing (no pun intended) through the book, looking for leaves and fruits similar to the ones she has found. She has tucked one of the heart-shaped leaves into her hair like a barrette.
But there is no napkin with an answer - instead, a book appears on the counter top: Forage: A Wild Guide to Wild Foods.
"Of course," she says, grinning wryly. Why tell when you can make the kid educate herself, right? "Could I get a strawberry milkshake, too? Thank you."
The girl is soon curled up in the corner of the couch, sipping her milkshake and leafing (no pun intended) through the book, looking for leaves and fruits similar to the ones she has found. She has tucked one of the heart-shaped leaves into her hair like a barrette.