Recently, I had a day of feeling overwhelmed. So many small things demanded my attention that I felt I’d never reach the bigger ones. My husband, Zach, reminded me that everything has its season. To illustrate his point, he took me and the kids foraging for mushrooms. While certain species only fruit at specific times of year, they tend to show up in the same spots. Miss their narrow window of growth, and chances are good you can return the following year to find a new crop.
A seasoned forager, Zach has accumulated a list of his favorite patches. Occasionally, he discovers a new one that reignites his thrill of the hunt. As for me, our day among mushrooms helped me remember that each day’s varied elements of steadiness, seasonality, and surprise nourish my life in their own ways, preparing me for the next creative spark.
Now—what to do with five pounds of chanterelles?
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