Yesterday afternoon, as I went to the mailbox, I glanced up the hill and there they were, white and shiny even from a distance. Several pop-up mushrooms or toadstools graced my neighbor’s yard. Of course, my trusty camera and I couldn’t pass up this chance. For some reason, mushrooms remind me of Ireland. Why is […]
Aug 24, 2018
The Magical Mystique of Mushrooms
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I don’t believe in fairies. Of course, I don’t. They show up only in children’s stories of years ago, those magical little folk who can zip through the air, who appear and disappear at will. And yet, when I wandered through the yard yesterday, I noticed the loveliest mushrooms that had appeared out of […]
Oct 19, 2016
The Beauty of Blue Skies, Leaves, and Mushrooms
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Some days are so golden and blue-skied and perfect that I want to tuck them away in a book to open and enjoy when winter comes. Yesterday was one of those days. Leaves are falling faster now. They nestle on the wispy-looking grass, perfect covers for a beetle to snuggle beneath. As I put out […]
