Since embarking on this forest school journey, I have become “the stick lady”. I have even been known to prize a long, sturdy stick from the jaws of a bull terrier that dared to challenge me . And guess what? I’m not the least bit ashamed of it.
Becoming a Forest School leader gives you a whole new lens through which to view the world. See that flower poking through the cracks in the pavement? Edible. See that green leaf that’s fallen from the tree? That would be great for hapazome art. And that mangled stick that’s fallen off the tree? That could be a paintbrush, a magic wand, a dragon….. I feel like I’ve found a portal to another dimension of magic and wonder.
Last Saturday I went on a free foraging…
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