This week has reminded me of the inherent divergence between human and plant scheduling.  Twice this week, I ventured to the field thinking I was going to collect a particular species and returned with a different collection than anticipated.  First, I went to the field expecting to get Malosma but instead got Hesperoyucca. Secondly, I went in search of Ceanothus and returned with Arctostaphylos (Manzanita).

The Arctostaphylos seed harvest was one of the funnest things I did in the last couple of weeks.  It took place on a 50% slope overlooking a valley.  I also gave the seeds a taste test, and they were surprisingly delectable. They tasted like rose hips. I am thinking about making Arctostahylos mead in the future.  I am having a blast collecting lots of seed in this bioregion that is new to me.