Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Stegner house: in the trees
Being the only mushroom I've found in three weeks on the shortgrass prairie. Not that I've done much walking the past week, having buried myself in my notebook & only surfacing to rifle through the three Edison biographies I brought with for something juicy.
And, what's worse, M found it first, on a elm at the end of our block.
This one is from the pine tree in the Stegner House yard, where someone trimmed away a branch at just the right height to poke someone in the eye.