I gather berries by walking at dawn, when the dew still clings and the wind is still. I pick only those that look healthy, leaving the rest to grow. Pine resin can be collected from young trunks, a small tap and a cup – the resin is sweet, but use only a few drops, otherwise it turns bitter. Honey comes from hives perched on the cliffs; I take only a portion, letting the bees keep their share. If you bake with those flavors, the pastry will carry the scent of a forest walk, fresh and alive. Keep the harvest modest, respect the trees and the insects, and the woods will reward you.