Yesterday, I wanted to find some Morel mushrooms. I read online that some were found a week ago in Sanford at a local park…but the location was not given. Mushroomers are very secretive about their picking areas…and it would be rare to have detailed information as to where to find them.
So armed with that information, and not knowing the area, other than a park, I decided I would stop by Big Bloomers flower farm, where my sister works, and ask the locals where I might find a park in Sanford.
I had to look around a bit….I was looking for something to buy my sister Lori, for storing some of our stuff for the past eight years.
So…Lori..what do you like below?
Armed With directions to one of the local parks…
There were a few Mallards having some fun in the creek.
I decided to follow the creek into the woods.
Not a mushroom to be found! Not any kind.
I take that back I did find some…..
I walked this park for over two hours.
i found signs of critters with sharp teeth.
What were they thinking? Did they just give up here? Was the tree too big?
Or did they get tired or a toothache?
Ok so no Morels anywhere and I was very unhappy.
I had tromped through woods, along streams, up hills, down hills, for over two hours. Why cant I just find one lousy Morel..just one?
I heard something talking to me up high in the tree.
He said….several times..the same thing…
Who gives a Hoot!
Who gives a Hoot about Morels.
Look at me!
photo taken with camera thru my binoculars.