For the first year after we moved into our new house, I didn't really notice the trees and plants in my yard or the neighborhood. Then last fall, Carey had a group of us connect with plant allies and I spoke with one of the trees in my front yard.
Since then, it's like nature turned the volume up (or really I tuned better to their frequency). The birds are louder and I notice more plants and more trees. Just this week, I noticed a tree on the edge of my yard with berries. I was hesitant because the leaves were all different shapes and the berries looked like blackberries, but it clearly wasn't a blackberry bush(🎵 one of these is poison and one is a snack 🎵 - check out Alexis Nikole on your favorite socials). After consulting Google and then checking with a friend, I confirmed we have a mulberry tree. Over the last 4 days, my daughter and I have gathered over 4 cups of mulberries. Each time we have thanked the tree and left ripe berries behind for the neighborhood animals to eat, too.
Tonight, I made mulberries and dumplings, an old school recipe that I'm now certain my grandmothers made, too. While simmering the mulberries, one grandmother told me to mash the berries a bit. And I'm fairly sure another grandmother slowed time so I could finished eating dinner while the dumplings cooked. The mulberries were amazing and it was just wonderful to cook something that came from my own yard.