Kiddo wasn't out of bed yet, so at 10:30 I walked out into the woods to look for mushrooms. Some of the non-edibles ones are out, but of course the only ones that I *want* now are the gray Morels.
So I watch a pair of wild Canada geese fly into a wet spot in the woods, completely ignoring the pond, which is already "taken" by a pair. They fly into the wet spot and are met with wild honking by another pair already there. I walk back cautiously and surprise them all by telling them "Hey, it's a puddle... go find a pond!" But they continue to argue and chase until one pair leaves, one wildly flying through the trees, breaking small branches as it goes.
I see a hesitant "start" further back, and a hefty deer is unsure whether it should flee or stay. No antlers at this season, so I don't know what it is, but it's alone. I watch it start again, look back, and amble off towards the back of the woods.
The geese continue to honk, another group flies over, and the sun shines brightly on the water. Everything smells so fresh and bright. The dew looks like fairies left diamonds scattered in the moss. I love this place.
No Morels yet... we need a good "soaker" rain.
