The Kooks - Junk Of The Heart

Winter has finally arrived in Central Ohio. And I drive a little car that likes to do fishtails all over the place. I'm glad when I don't have a passenger, I would have to have them pretend they are on a amusement park ride, throw their arms in the air and scream the whole ride. Hmm, they might be doing that anyway. Happy weekend!

Not Mushrooms

Have you ever noticed that when you're looking for one thing in particular, you fail to see everything else entirely? Things maybe you should see? Well, this past weekend I worked hard at seeing. Everything. And I was richly rewarded with winter flowers, and grass caught in ice, and roots tangled in the earth, and bubbles in the water's surface. Good things.

More Mushrooms

Whenever I sit down to download pictures of mushrooms, I have my guide right next to. "This time," I tell myself, "I'm going to identify each and every one of them. If it kills me." I flip through the polypores. I scour the earth tongues and the inky caps and the jelly fungi. I think I've identified one, then see that it can be found in Central Ohio in March, not January. I consult the Ohio Mushroom Society. I take a break to get some almonds. How can I be all out of almonds? Okay, I consult the Audubon Society online guide. Nothing? Then I visit the online resource at OSU. And then I pull out all my hair. There are 2,000 species of mushrooms in Ohio? Seriously? I go back to one picture, satisfied that I know what a Turkey Tail looks like.