This morning’s rain was a welcome relief, breaking a few days of intense heat. The rain felt good. The dogs seemed to respond too with more energy and appetite too. This evening Ellie Mae barked with joy as Tuffy P served up her dinner.
I noticed some LBMs (little boring mushrooms) popped up this afternoon after the rain. I’m hoping that the rain will trigger some more chanterelles and maybe some lobster mushrooms and boletes too. Sunday morning I’ll be taking the dogs with me to check out a couple forests. My brother tells me lobsters should have started by now. Last year it was August before I found any, but then part of the problem may have been simply not seeing them. Once I got it through my thick skull that they are often buried almost completely in the leaf litter with only a bit of red-orange poking out, I started finding them regularly.
Last night was the longest walk that the fur bearing wad could stand in the past few days.
I tried to take him on his regular walks but half a block out he’d dig in his heels and park his butt on the sidewalk until we turned around to go home.
Rubbing him down with a gel icepack put him in a state of bliss.