Night time wandering, we meandered the eerie moors hunter gathering, from the urban jungle into the nature versus natural struggle, from the scent of rancid consumer waste to the sweet perfume that makes the air taste, where abundance is left out of our hands, always there to discover, when crossing the land.
Ilkley: balsamic vinegar, cauliflower & Brie “not fit for human consumption”
Settle: Fences with spikes at midnight, change the law, it’s a food waste fight!
Kirby Lonsdale: ode to pistachio & portobello mushrooms
Ambleside, the Lake District: freshly foraged wild garlic & wood sorrel.