Delicacies
May. 8th, 2004 08:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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djjo arrived last night for the weekend. At the door he mentioned what a beautiful evening it was, so I suggested a walk. On the way I spotted something I had never seen before, in a garden on the edge of the park.
I believe it is a yellow morel, Morchella esculenta. If so it is reputedly delicious.
The air was fresh and cleansing. The evening light was heavenly. I took this shot from Victoria Road bridge. On the right side is the park where I regularly walk. You can barely see white protectors around new saplings the city has planted in a naturalization project. On the left bank is the limestone cliff with maple woods where I photographed leatherwood and bloodroot. The pond is further downstream, out of sight.
From there we continued down the path my daughters christened Lilac Way—where dark-knotted little buds are just now emerging among the new leaves—and onward to high meadows near the Turfgrass Institute.
Danny has had several busy weeks at work. The refreshing walk wore him out. After banana muffins, green tea and a quick game of Cribbage, he was ready for bed. Sleepycub is still living up to his nickname, but I get to go wake him up shortly.
djjo arrived last night for the weekend. At the door he mentioned what a beautiful evening it was, so I suggested a walk. On the way I spotted something I had never seen before, in a garden on the edge of the park.I believe it is a yellow morel, Morchella esculenta. If so it is reputedly delicious.
The air was fresh and cleansing. The evening light was heavenly. I took this shot from Victoria Road bridge. On the right side is the park where I regularly walk. You can barely see white protectors around new saplings the city has planted in a naturalization project. On the left bank is the limestone cliff with maple woods where I photographed leatherwood and bloodroot. The pond is further downstream, out of sight.
From there we continued down the path my daughters christened Lilac Way—where dark-knotted little buds are just now emerging among the new leaves—and onward to high meadows near the Turfgrass Institute.
Danny has had several busy weeks at work. The refreshing walk wore him out. After banana muffins, green tea and a quick game of Cribbage, he was ready for bed. Sleepycub is still living up to his nickname, but I get to go wake him up shortly.
