The newest addition to the farm. These are white when mature and the start of a flock if large dogs named Bruce will leave them alone. He just wants to play it seems.
Rolling hillsides along a meandering stream were a real challenge to hike. My knees want to say no, but all the new beauty drew me in and I couldn't resist wanting to see all I could. These blooms tell me that my favorite woodland treat, Morel Mushrooms, are not that far away. In another few weeks they will come out and tease me into looking for them days on end. The mushroom fever started a few months ago so it is nice to be getting closer. It is an ageless fantasy to always want to find that large amount of hidden gold. If you have never hunted them I can tell you it is a tough hobby, but in the end a delightful treat for many. One year I shared with a friend in retirement apartments and fed all sixty residents. Last year I barely shared, not finding very many, so it has it's ups and downs. The other downfall is I am very allergic to poison ivy, so usually stop when I get that also. It is a last foray into the deep woods before they grow so dense you can't get through them.
Eastern Towhee, a new arrival in the forest.