After rearranging a few appointments today, I was able to stay home and mow (a two hour job because of all of the sticks that were down) and then wakl in the woods on my quest for the famed morel mushroom. Today there were wild phlox in bloom, as well as Dutchman's britches (or is it breetches?) and yellow violets. In addition to photographs, I got lots of mosquito bites. I'm hoping that I didn't find any deer ticks or poison ivy.
Tomorrow is another day. Hopefully I will find some mushrooms to fix for my dad's 80th birthday.
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Coach. It's a title that means a lot to me. As a child I looked up to my
coaches, especially my father. My asthma was always too bad to be an
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