This is the most flourishing time of the year in the Seguin forest. Flowers bloom, fruit ripens, and all the animals are storing up food for the wintertime.
I walked around Deerwood for a few hours looking for edible mushrooms and captured some images along the way. Normally I don't pick wild mushrooms because of the danger of poisoning, but Florence, a friend of Ma Pocock's, found some oyster mushrooms and gave me some for dinner. And she promised me I wouldn't die or get sick (see pictures at end of post).
The fact that I'm writing this post the next day means I survived the meal. Don't eat wild mushroom, kids, unless your expert mushroom-picking-parents say it's OK.
Right beside the blackberry bushes I found some bear scat with
my trusty Zippo beside it for scale. I'd say that's 100%
ex-blackberries.
my trusty Zippo beside it for scale. I'd say that's 100%
ex-blackberries.
Another treat for black bears are wild cherries.
Bears will actually push over small black cherry trees
in order to get to these berries.
Bears will actually push over small black cherry trees
in order to get to these berries.
I amuse myself to think I'm some kind of rough 'n ready forest
ranger. Then some tricky deer (like this one) sneaks up on me and I
only spot it when it's 20 feet away. Time to hand in my Ranger Card.
ranger. Then some tricky deer (like this one) sneaks up on me and I
only spot it when it's 20 feet away. Time to hand in my Ranger Card.
This is what oyster mushrooms look like, says Florence.
I do not advise anyone to eat wild mushrooms unless you
are an expert at identification.
I do not advise anyone to eat wild mushrooms unless you
are an expert at identification.
Livin' off the fat of the land thanks to Florence. I'd starve to death
before I could scratch together a meal on my own.
before I could scratch together a meal on my own.