As we set off for our morning ramble, Piper saw something quite exciting and was instantly transfixed. She didn't want to budge.
Do you see what she saw?
Do you see what she saw?
While out hunting for sneaky and elusive morel mushrooms with my brother, I ran across some other fun fungi.
While down on my knees harvesting morels, I discovered this little rascal hiding in a fallen snag with a hollow to snuggle into. It's a dryad saddle (perhaps being used as interior furniture in a small magical dwelling?).
As usual, here's the first mystery picture.
Being the nosy, impertinent soul that I am, I came back the next day, when mom was out hunting and one of the fuzzy heads popped up for me to see. I tried to get both of them, but the second one was almost always behind the left-hand fork of the tree.
The nest isn't too far down the trail from the barn on our family property, so while I was down there hunting for mushrooms and helping with gardens, I would check on progress every day. This was the first time we had seen the little tykes peering out at the great, wide world.
I hope it was worth the extra effort of trying to find the hidden treasure. And kudos to BetsyLee for spotting a nest in the forest. :)
Here's the recap. Our first clue was really tough.
Let's get closer and see if it helps!
Don't forget that you can enlarge the picture by clicking on it.
Well, I thought this mystery photo would come out better than it did. I warn you it's hard, but there is something pretty cool to be discovered in the trees.
Don't forget that you can click on the image to enlarge it. Take advantage of every bit of help with this one!
Piper and I walked across what will forever be known as Baloo's Big Field to the more developed part of the park, where the grass on the soccer fields and the surrounding areas recently got mowed.
As promised (or threatened, as the case may be), here are a few more wildflowers for a Monday morning.
And I'll always have a soft spot for forget-me-nots. They're prolific, growing along the edges of the woods, where they stay in partial shade, but there's just something about the tiny, soft blue flowers with the yellow centers that always bring a smile to my face.
I have a feeling that still more wildflowers will be cropping up before too much time has passed. Brace yourselves!
Spring wildflowers blooming and brightening the forest floor are always a treat to see. They don't last long - I guess that's why they're called spring ephemerals.
I have more spring wildflowers to share in a day or so, since they always entrance me with their beauty and I can't resist trying to photograph them.
Every now and then the trail cameras capture something pretty spectacular that would be nearly impossible to see in person. The candid shots of the animals going about their daily rounds are always enjoyable.
Last fall, though, we got an amazing glimpse of a bobcat returning home with a fat fox squirrel for a breakfast feast. It's rare that we get to see them when we're out in the woods, since they're primarily nocturnal - we catch a rare glimpse of one running across our path, but nothing so relaxed and content as this. The carpet of brilliant maple leaves is pretty spectacular too.
I know, poor squirrel, but that's the way of nature. The bobcat has to make a living, too.
On my way down to the family homestead, I found a Blanding's turtle stalled in the middle of a busy lane of traffic, trying to cross to the other side of the road. It wasn't going to make it with the number of fast moving cars zipping by and barely missing it (especially since it was going to cross into a lane that had a blind hill), so I gave it a hand.
Happy Mothers Day! Mine left this world way too young and I miss her creative and indomitable spirit.
It's hunting season again. Time to get out and stalk the wild things.
A couple gallons later, we were pretty happy with our efforts.
Yes, there were some extras in another bag that made their way into a pan for hors d'oeuvres as a bonus.
Yum!
Every now and then, I come across something I can't identify. I'm hoping that someone might be able to help with this mystery since my brother and I have hunted for the solution without success.
As you all know, I've been missing my sweet Baloo for nearly two years now. And I still miss him every day and probably always will. He was the most amazing dog ever. However, even though I still have a huge Baloo shaped hole in my heart, I have been looking for the right new trail buddy to come along and she finally has.
She's a total sweetheart around people, but is very nervous and frightened around other dogs - that will take some work.
These first two pictures reminded me a little of mug shots, but the worst criminal behavior so far has been the destruction of several toys and a swiffer duster. We'll see what mischief she gets into as she comes out of her shell a little further.
Here she is snuggled against my sister on her first full day in her new home. She looks very nervous, doesn't she? But, even in her discomfort, she loves to cuddle.
The rescue organization estimated her age at around two years, but her new vet told me today she's probably closer to one.
Oh, the adventures to come...