We were searching for morels in the woods this afternoon. We didn’t find any yet but we did spot another…
I read that false morels (which are poisonous) pop up a few weeks before the real thing, so we will have to keep hunting! While I was hunting for morels, Baby was hunting for coyotes. And rocks…
Rock bed in a little valley in the woods in front of our house
Doesn’t this rock look like a whale?
Ahhhh, the joys of rocks.
Lip-smacking good puddle
An unruly mess of seedlings
The date of our last frost is usually around April 21st, but I was getting impatient (and it has been quite warm) so I have already planted lots of things; including peppers and eggplants; which I will cover if it gets cold. There is zero rhyme or reason to this year’s planting. Things are going in the ground, that’s about all I can say about it! Spring is a wild time. The weeds are growing like crazy and little seedlings popping up everywhere (and for a time I’m not always sure which is which!). The tiny, fragile seedlings are hammered by wind and hail and pelting torrential rain. It’s a wonder any little plants survive spring in St. Louis!