Up here it's fine, so long as it's for personal use and you're not denuding the place.
"It doesn't just grow for you", said my Granny what feels like a lifetime ago.
There are all sorts of pockets of land where folks wander, roam, quietly forage in season. From overgrown walkways and lanes to national parks, riversides to the edges of playing fields.
It's all very well declaiming land ownership, but if you haven't paid for it then it's not yours to do with as you chose. That's the law, and at best it's just discourteous to destroy someone else's property, but it's actually illegal to behave as the folks who built that den did. That's why the police are involved now.
You can grow a heck of a lot yourself in a small garden
not just flowers and fruits, but wild plants root and seed easily. Willows will grow happily along a fence, and you can cut them back year after year after year. Basketry, cordage, dye and charcoal. Wild fruits will thrive given sunlight and water. From wild strawberries to brambles. Make your garden a wildlife haven and it'll reward you every single day, and night
Herbs and medicinal plants grow and fall back through the seasons. The ransoms, pignuts and lesser celandines come up and fall back as the bluebells and the blackcurrants and rhubarb green up and smother them. The comfrey and the coltsfoot give way to the raspberries and the quince and sloes. Just now the foxgloves and figworts are tangled through the roses and gooseberries, and the goosefoots are branching up nicely. The meadowsweet is just coming into flourish but the elderflowers are turning to berries. The ladies mantle is in full flower (as is the honeysuckle) but the bracken's uncurling into huge fronds.
It's how nature does it, why should the garden be different?
Apples, pear and cherries thrive in our climate. They are now available as very small root stock trees too. Elders will grow anyplace they get a chance, I have blackthorns too, and a beech hedge…..and my garden is relatively small. I still grow more fruit than three adults manage to eat, and I'm not trying hard these days. It fed two growing lads with ease, now I give away as much as we eat. The only herb I buy is basil, because we're too cold and windy for it here. The ponds are full of reeds that gave me bag loads of pollen, the newts are a quiet delight to sit and watch (fun to go out after dark with a torch and watch them swimming around the waterlilies and the watercress) foxes and badgers wander through, bats fly over head squeaking and burping their way along the tree line and gable walls, there are literally dozens of different birds visit through the day too.
If I can see all that in a garden, a woodland is a wonderland
M