Last fall we found the above little critters hiding in the hollowed-out base of a fallen tree. there were at least 5 or 6 different other species around the same immediate area, so something tasty must’ve been rotting there. Or, witches or Satan or something. Pretty little things. They almost sorta look like the Stropharia rugosoannulata we were growing in the yard in Iowa City last year, but something about them made me think not at the time. I can’t remember why, now — at the end of these Northern winters i lose all my mushroom knowledge & have to learn it all over again when the morels start peeking up. (Not yet.) Anyway, they’re pretty.
Diary comics will be back tomorrow! Unless we forget to upload more again. Oy. Even posting every weekday, We still have 3 months of backlog!