took a walk this morning, early, just after first light. It was cold! A white frost covered most everything. Not a heavy freeze with a heavy frost, but a frost none the less. It didnt take long and I was in and amongst the icy, carmel colered, wayvy Cyan caps. They had a different look about them today. They just stood there, stone cold, silent. Not the usual bright, cheery, shiney specimens that promised of many flushes to come.
I believe their season is now past.
Like every year, though their arrival is expected, they always appear with a suprise. The fruiting is fast and furious and though the season only lasts a couple weeks it seems like it will never end as I run out of giant cardboard boxes to dry them in. I never take their brief visit for granted because I know that one all too soon I will arrive only to find that they are gone. Their work is done.
Maybe a declaration of seasons end is premature. I have been at this for many more seasons than I can remember and I have that feeling. Or, maybe its more fitting to say that I dont have that feeling any more.
That feeling of magic is gone.
It was a great run this year! One of the better years.
The only thing that will save this season is a week or two of 40-50 degree weather and allot of hope. lol
Enough rambling.
Enjoy what may be the last pics of 2011, today's finds.
