Combing the woods on a hot, humid afternoon in search of chanterelles is a lottery that pays off in uncertain dividends. You may have missed a flush that peaked yesterday or last week. Or the mushrooms may just now be pushing up under the fallen leaves of last fall, hidden for another cycle of the sun. And while the journey may be the greater part of the excursion, a basket of mushrooms for a dinner is the goal. That, and the cigar, of course.
We had a resident black snake for years…my dog and the snake share an uneasy truce, but I loved watching her keep the rodent population in check. I think she was driven out whe yellow jackets decided to take over her nest under the deck steps. Didn’t see her all last year and was very sad. This spring tri spotted a new, smaller snake hunting through the flowerbeds, so maybe a new one has taken up residence. The previous snake was about 8’ long.
We had a resident black snake for years…my dog and the snake share an uneasy truce, but I loved watching her keep the rodent population in check. I think she was driven out whe yellow jackets decided to take over her nest under the deck steps. Didn’t see her all last year and was very sad. This spring tri spotted a new, smaller snake hunting through the flowerbeds, so maybe a new one has taken up residence. The previous snake was about 8’ long.
Some years back I grabbed a drip hose in the hoop-house, moving it out of the way while weeding. It was a snake. We both were surprised.
Great to see you on the new platform!