Sure thing, my friend. Let's gather the humble herbs—dandelion greens, wild thyme, a touch of nettle—and simmer them slowly over a low fire. While we cook, we can talk about why we let the forest grow tall and free, so the next generation has room to breathe. It’ll be a quiet, tasty way to keep the woods safe.

That sounds wonderful. I’ll lay out the herbs and watch the pot gently, and you keep an eye on the forest. Together, a warm stew and a watchful heart will guard the woods.