And the property seems to exude that sort of spring feel....as if the whole creek bank and woods would be screaming with 'shrooms. So imagine my disgust when I had to be out of town last week-300 miles away from my hunting grounds and my bro sends me this picture of his find:
And to make matters worse my sister, who we teased relentlessly as kids because she never could find a single morel, happened to find more than a dozen in her flower bed. Her flower bed! So, out we trekked looking for mushrooms both Saturday and Sunday and still have found nothing. I'm hopeful for the yellow sponge-but if this season passes us by without a single find on the farm I may file suit for sale of the property under false pretenses.
How about you.......any luck yet this year?