Found my first morel of the season on my morning walkabout. I can’t eat them anymore but I still can’t stop looking for them. I’ll never find one without thinking about my Dad. He would have been thrilled to hear of my find today. Miss you, Dad.
Observing & Reporting from our backyard
Found my first morel of the season on my morning walkabout. I can’t eat them anymore but I still can’t stop looking for them. I’ll never find one without thinking about my Dad. He would have been thrilled to hear of my find today. Miss you, Dad.