Racing the ink: gathering shaggy manes
October 14, 2025
A family homestead in Sagle, Idaho — hand-raised, wild-gathered, and written down.
They come up overnight after the first cold rain and dissolve into black ink within a day. Here’s how we catch them at the right hour.
A small, respectful harvest and a simple folk-method tincture. What it’s for, the cautions we honor, and how long it steeps.
First lamb of the season arrived in a snow squall. The kit we reach for, the signs we watch, and why we never rush the ewe.