We were treated, yesterday, (thanks to our helper/adoptee Anna) to a morning off from farm chores. Naturally, given the chance to sleep in, we still woke up at the normal time - daybreak. Knowing that all of our animal friends were already enjoying their breakfasts, we dressed in warm clothes and headed out for a walk with the dogs as the sun rose above the horizon.
Forrest has become pretty good at finding fungi in the woods.
(bracket fungi on a rotting trunk)
We took the trail that leads from our driveway down through the "holler" and into the woods between our house and the barn. The dogs ran with glee - the woods are their favorite place to go, filled with the scents of all the critters that pass through on a daily basis.
Even Bobby cat joined us for the walk.
We arrived at the barn right after Anna had finished up the chores, so we headed out the lane past our grazing horses toward the woods across the road, our 100-Acre Wood. (It's actually 88 acres, but we rounded up because we liked the name!)
Before arriving at the woods, we passed the outdoor riding arena which was still dotted with puddles from Tuesday's rain. It's a favorite swimming hole for Forrest, and of course he jumped right in and ran with wild abandon, getting himself soaking wet.
We've reached the time of year when the only green to be found in the woods is the moss that covers old stumps and logs and the club mosses that look like tiny pine forests growing across the ground. Over the past few months, we've spent so much time studying the fungi in our woods, that we have pretty much overlooked the mosses. It's time to pay a little more attention to them - there are so many varieties! I find myself seeking out these little islands of green during the winter months - they give me what I crave most in those months... the energy of green growth! No wonder green is my favorite color.
This particular one caught my eye, and when I swept aside the fern that was growing in front of it, I found a fairy door.
It was a rare sighting this time of year - found only in areas that are more protected from the cold.
The next hollow stump yielded more mushrooms. On it's side, amidst a blanket of mosses and lichen, were these tiny mushrooms...
up close...
Here are a few of the mosses that we often see in our woods. Mosses are grouped within the plant kingdom. There are approximately 1200 species of these unique plants. They are non-flowering, and therefore do not produce seeds. Instead, they reproduce through spores. Their "leaves" are typically only one cell in thickness. Amazing!
Fern moss |
Shining Club Moss |
Juniper-leaved Hair Moss |
Pincushion Moss |
Haircap Moss |
A grove of club moss... like a tiny evergreen forrest |
Staghorn Club moss As we left the woods, Forrest immediately ran to the puddle in the arena... |
We had our Thanksgiving dinner in the early afternoon with our friends (our across-the-road) neighbors... it's been a tradition for years!
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Reminds me of a poem on how umbrellas were invented:
"The-Elf-And-The-Dormouse" by Oliver Herford
Is there any chance you could share your baked oatmeal recipe with us? (I'm guessing that was the leftover oatmeal you turned into waffles.)
Thanks.
No left over puddles although we had a beneficial rainfall..
Pincushion moss is an old favorite..
Love the fairy home..so perfect..Did they invite you in for tea??
Forrest was certainly in his element..So fun!!
Breakfast sounds yummy and well deserved..
Hugs