Foraging was such a joy-filled — almost empowering — experience. I didn't find a lot, just some sweet dried weeds and an abundance of pine, birch bark and pine cones. But, I also saw the most beautifully captivating fox. I've seen so many of them but I've never really seen one the way I did that one. You would never think of a fox as being a creature of great intellect but that lustrous red face looked at me with its big, round eyes. It was like I could see it thinking — wondering, even. It was one of those moments where it's as if time completely stops and it was so beautiful. But, most importantly, I think I found a little piece of myself out there.