In the midst of mushroom season I am occasionally torn on how to spend my afternoons. If the mushrooms are popping, and the weather is perfect for woodland strolling, why would I do anything but hunt them? Well, because this happens to coincide with cherry blossom season Up North, which is truly a sight to behold. Continue reading
Spring is doing her typical thing – arriving
fashionably overly late, then being coy and warm, and then cool and rainy, and then seasonably pleasant but crisp, and then snowing two inches in mid-May, and then blue skies and pleasant again.
That’s right, I said snow in May. And not just a flurry. Last Saturday, while we were attempting to track down our beloved, short-lived fungus, it snowed.two.inches. Since the weather behaved similarly poorly on Sunday, Tony and I opted to treat it like a Monday and took off work yesterday instead and enjoyed an entire sunny day of morel hunting. Continue reading
After an unusually hectic workday yesterday, we opted to simply take it easy in the evening. Whereas we often leave the house immediately following dinner (which immediately follows work – there’s no commute time when you work from home), last night we hung out with the cats and the backyard. That is, we stayed at home until about 8:00 when the sky was starting to look promising for a sunset. Continue reading
So…I hurt my back. I went to the chiropractor several times, and eventually got clearance to return to light workouts. Just as I was feeling pretty much normal, I fell apart again. Not that I can walk all that well anyway, but top it all off with it is snowing here, and we made plans to stay in yesterday.
After several days of utterly idyllic weather – endless sun, mid-70′s, light breezes – we awoke today to not-quite-40 degrees and drizzle. While this might sound like complaint, it’s actually the opposite. The morels have just started popping up, and like so many spring ephemerals, they need water and slightly cooler temperatures to thrive. While the grass is also thriving this weekend, I’ll be out in the woods. Whistle if you need me