a very forlorn-sounding bird sang sad songs all day on top of one of the old, tall spruces today. probably some thrush. it sounded not only sad, but like it had the flu. it was whining, more than singing. a raven also flew low over the yard and swerved into the top of that spruce on the right in the picture. i hope it wasn't a squirrel's nest that was rummaged, although i know baby ravens got to eat, too... i was rather hoping it might be the raven's nest there, because that would be amazing, but it's also very unlikely.
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| thelebolus terrestris |
it's quiet in the woods fungi-wise, but there's always something. patches of yellow here and there on the ground. this thing grows on moose pee (and poo) and is usually found in the warmer months but the winter has been mild with little snow.
these mystery shelves i wasn't able to identify. possibly they are some kind of inonotus. i just found the style of growing very fascinating. they grew on a damaged willow trunk in the garden, the same on which i found velvet shank earlier. they were tiny, maybe an inch wide or less.
things don't get done around the house and i blame this one, for being too cute and distracting. sometimes i just sit and watch him sleep. this serenity followed a bout of absolute madness over the smell of goat's cheese baking in the oven (and being given a nibble).
