​The Peace of Wild Things
By Wendell Berry
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free

Acorn Kitchen gathers people to celebrate the stories, flavors, and wholesomeness of feral foods and joys of nature connection.  


We lead walks, facilitate and host playfully reverent workshops and feasts championing our plant neighbors while exploring the complexities of eating and wildcrafting in the 21st century. 

Engaging our senses and awakening to wonder beyond the human realms, our offerings situate embodied learning within the context of cultural, historical, and socio-political narratives around modern human sustenance and belonging.

As we fortify our connection with land and follow our wandering curiosity, we gain insight and support in facing the difficult questions of our times. 

Carly processing acorns photo courtesy of Erik Hoffner