now THAT is a thoughtful birthday gift, Buckmaster!
here's a funny mushroom story. yesterday I spent the middle part of the day giving painting quotes. I had two stops in Dublin yesterday in the Muirfield area, which, after all these years, is still a rather affluent part of central ohio. anyway, I'm walking down the driveway back to my truck and get to the street and look down and see a nice perfect white puffball about the size of a baseball growing in the strip of grass between the sidewalk and the street, right next to their mailbox post. I didn't really think twice about it as I took a quick glance around to see any neighbors were out watching me, nonchalantly bent down and grabbed that giblet and got in the truck and left. wasn't much, but I haven't seen any so far, and was happy for a little bonus with dinner.
so I got an EQ today. when I got home and got done with my office work I decided to brace a bow and practice some before it gets too hot. went and made my cold shot, took pic for other thread, pulled my arrow and went up on the deck to shoot a broadhead for my second shot. shot the other five arrows I had, too. went down to get them and as I'm approaching my target, in middle of my damn yard I noticed these. hot diggity!!!
my own little crop of puffballs. never had them in the yard before. the universe is happy with me today for some reason.