Dryland fish/Morel mushrooms

Kenny Ray and I took some time out from working on the farm yesterday to go look for some dry land fish. it was a beautiful sun filled spring day. We started in the woods just below the cabin, I have never had a whole lot of luck when it came to finding Morels, always to late or to early in the season as I hunted them in my spare time which is has hard to find as the mushrooms. But this year the waitress at Timbers told they were just starting to be found as some of the customers were just beginning to tel what they were finding. Kenny Ray and I finished opening up my new spot for my Honey bees, which I have decided to keep again after a few years of not having any fresh honey. The fish had been fed and all that was left was to burn some trash and cut two loads of firewood for the day. Kenny Ray was more than ready to take a break from working. I walked over the same ground as in years past searching the same wood lot checking around Ash, hickory, elm under all the May apple and just when I was about to quit and back to cutting wood and there at my left foot was the gold at the end of the rainbow. I looked to my left and there was more and then to might right even more. I yelled at Kenny Ray and he was more excited than I. As we pinched them off at the ground, we talked about everything that a person needed could be provided on a small farm and woodlot, food as in wild game berries, nuts , dry land fish and poke salad. Dad what is Poke salad ? Kenny Ray asked.

Son that is another lesson Dad will be teaching in a a few weeks.