We walked up and down slopes, down the creek beds, flipped over piles of leaves. Found the only known sycamore tree on our place, found a few elms and looked for some ash trees. These are places where the morels are supposed to be found. Of course, we have very few of the trees that elusive mushrooms are purported to be near. But that didn't stop us from looking. What eventually sent us hiking back home us was the fact that the ticks were out in full force. Since we knew we were going to be out in tick territory, I sprayed Rhiannon's shoes and legs as well as mine but Paul had gone out before us and went un-sprayed so he got most of the ticks.
Even though we didn't find any mushrooms, we found a bunch of spring wildflowers, my favorite being Rose Verbena, and Rhiannon found another skull to add to her collection:
|Partial armadillo skull|
Nothing like battering and deep frying a weed from your front yard!