It should be mushroom season. M. and went out on the 3rd but almost struck out at our old area. We were reduced to just walking down an old logging road/snowmobile trail in the sunshine, looking at wildflowers. It was hell.
Here is a picture of what I think is orange sneezeweed.
Finally, in the middle of a thick aspen/fir grove, I said, "No mushrooms here, too dry," looked down, and there was a medium-size bolete right at my toes. But that was it for the day.
We will try again for 'shrooms tomorrow. Or trout.
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