Free food

I got a few strange looks today, well stranger than the usual ones I get, as I was in my cycling gear (not all lycra thankfully) with two buckets. The buckets have nothing to do with cycling, I just didnt have time to change, but they were to do with the task in hand, foraging for free food. Not for me, things are not that desperate, but for the critters. As I now travel across lots of the county slower and closer to the ground than in the cocoon of the almost 4x4 I spot the prime locations of tasty offerings such as clumps of dandelions and the tasty tips of brambles and wild roses and if I cant stop there and then I head back later on to collect a free supper for the goats and rabbits.