Monday, August 31, 2009

Searching for Mister Anchovy

lego chess - checkmate
polkas and obereks - onblogspots - let's dance
ranco concertinas - I played one briefly
texmaniacs blogspot - fun band
polka concertinas - also called chemnitzer concertinas
difference between a panzerotti and a calzone - I still don't know
mister anchovy - hey that's me
calzone vs panzerotti - 15 rounds
saskatoon berry crumble - oh so tasty
different kind of drums - for different drummers
blues terminology - whiskey women and money
apricot jelly mushrooms pictures and diagrams - diagrams?
paxillus atrotomentosus - my old friend
3D - really?
"shell shocked" "george carlin - I remember that sketch

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Julie and Julia

Tuffy P wanted to see this film. I resisted, but today agreed to go.

On the basis of Meryl Streep's very fine performance as Julia, I found the film charming. I would have preferred it if it were Julia's story without the Julie part, but I also understand that the Julie part is the hook that got the piece made.

I remember Julia Child's television shows very well. I watched them with fascination growing up. Let me say that I have made Beef Bourguignon and it rocks.

Back in the forest







Memphis and I visited some forests this morning, stumbling about among the branches and fallen logs and stumps, looking for mushrooms. I picked some lobsters and a few chanterelles and some boletes. Memphis came out covered in burrs that had to be oh so gently combed out when we got home. We both had a great time though. Wandering through the forest with your pup is a top notch activity in my book, and finding dinner is a bonus.

It was a rainy morning where I was, but in the forest I hardly noticed. I could hear the rain more than feel it.

Update on the big bolete in the photos... It didn't stain blue, so I tasted it and I thought it didn't taste bitter. Salvelinas suggested I have Tuffy P taste it as well. He has pointed out to me that he can't detect bitter very well, and needs someone else to test boletes for him. Tuffy P tasted a bit of the bolete and said it was bitter, very bitter. Funny huh? Rats.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Site 41: stopped for now

For those not from around here, Site 41 refers to a proposed dump up in Simcoe county, an hour or so north of Toronto, above what protesters call the world's most pristine water. It looked like the dump was going to be pushed through regardless of any environmental risk and regardless of the protests. However dogged grassroots protest has led to a one-year moratorium on construction, and according to the Globe and Mail, after that vote, "even the die-hard supporters of the dump were changing their tune. It's time to move on and forget about Site 41 entirely, Warden Guergis said."

$11 Million has already been spent on the ill-fated dump. The plan was to use a gigantic rubber barrier to stop toxins from leaching into the aquifer. The proposed dump has some history. It was initially rejected as environmentally unsound, then reassessed. County council approved the dump in 2007 by a narrow margin.

No Water to Waste
Next Council's Problem
Cops Raid Site 41
Protest Against Dump Site 41

It goes to show that organized protest can be successful, sometimes even when the deal seems done. One question remains unanswered....if they need a dump, and it isn't going here, where will it go?

Friday, August 28, 2009

Apricot Jelly


This looks like an apricot jelly, although paler than the last ones I found.

Lobster



Here is a nice lobster specimen. They are often found partially and sometimes mostly hidden under leaves. At times they can be contorted pimply, dirty and ugly. They are a very tasty mushroom though.

Since collecting edible mushrooms can be a feast or famine business, I invested in a 5 drawer dehydrator to dry surplus mushrooms. This came in handy yesterday when I found so many lobsters. I'm drying my second batch. Two bowls went to friends, and there are plenty left for pasta with lobster mushroom sauce tonight.

Hedgehog



This tasty mushroom is known as a Hedgehog or Sweet Tooth. Instead of gills or pores, it has teeth. I found 4 or 5 of these yesterday in two different forests.

Amanita



Although there are apparently some amanitas that are not poisonous, many of them are, and this group includes our most deadly poisonous mushrooms. Some of them are quite beautiful.

Lobsters


I collected this big basket of mushrooms yesterday. They're mostly Lobsters, with a few Hedgehogs. I'm drying a large portion of these for winter soups and stews. These all came from a hemlock forest.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Shameless Self-Promotion

I realized this morning that I rarely mention that I post over at Squeezemylemon, a blog that features all varieties of blues music. You'll see some excellent posts over there from Fitz and Ron, and the usual junk posted by yours truly.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Night Rider's Lament

Nancy Griffith with Don Edwards' beautiful cowboy yodel


Doesn't that make you want to be a cowboy when you grow up?

Of course, when you're too old to wrangle and ride on the swing, there's nothing left but to be the camp cook on the Goodnight Loving Trail. This next song was written by the late U. Utah Phillips, the Golden Voice of the Great Southwest.


Ok...one more cowboy tune. Here's David Bromberg and the Cowpunchers playing the great Ian Tyson tune, Summer Wages. Nice, very nice.

Will it never stop?

Jacksons reality show announced.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Islay to be entirely powered by the tides

Thanks to East Texas Red for sending me this article about turbines to be built in the Sound of Islay to provide power for the island, including the distilleries that make those oh so tasty Islay scotches. Now I'll be a green scotch drinker when next I pick up a bottle of Lagavulin.

Tunnel to Island Airport?

I was surprised to read about a proposal for a tunnel from the mainland to the Island Airport here in Toronto, to replace the 90 second ferry ride. It wasn't all that long ago that Mayor Miller campaigned successfully on stopping a proposed fixed link to the Airport. Since the fixed link was squashed, Porter Airlines began what appears to be a successful commuter business running flights out of the Island. It's popular with business commuters who can get on plane headed for places like Ottawa without having to go to the suburbs to do so.

I presume the airport is going to continue operating for some time to come, but I think they should simply keep the ferry service in place. It's a historical oddity that if anything adds character to the fabric of the city. There are legitimate complaints about having a downtown airport, and not just from Toronto Island residents. Let's not open the doors to expansion.

Monday, August 24, 2009

soul searching, but they found Mister Anchovy's

Let's read today's search terms like a poem....

pizza empanadas panzerotti
lobster mushrooms
eugene knapick
Dominguinhos, Sivuca, Oswaldinho e Luiz Gonzaga
saskatoon crumble
anchovy
3D
25
anchovy jokes
tony flaim
mister anchovy
bbq corn
saskatoon berry

Jim Dickinson RIP

I'm late with this...I just heard Mr. Dickinson died on August 15. Jim Dickenson was a musician and record producer from Memphis. His producing credits include Big Star, Willy DeVille, Mojo Nixon, The Replacements, Mudhoney, and Screamin' Jay Hawkins. He worked with Ry Cooder and played on Time out of Mind, the Bob Dylan album. RIP


Sunday, August 23, 2009

Tuffy P's Animal Crackers



This is Jerry. He's the best cat you'll ever meet.

Anchovy World Headquarters

Lobsters

Yesterday I found my first Lobster mushrooms in the woods. These are not your ordinary mushroom, in that there is a parasitic process involved to make them. Mushrooms, usually white Russula's, are attacked by a particular mold. This turns them bright orange or red-orange, and to some degree contorts the shape of the mushroom. The surface becomes hard but the flesh is white. You wouldn't want to eat the original Russula, but transformed by the mold, the Lobster is a choice edible.

You can see the lobsters I picked in the dinner selection photo in the post below. There are also some Boletes in that photo as well as Hedgehogs (Sweet tooths) and Chanterelles.

In the woods, they appear as little bits of red-orange sticking out from under the leaves and other stuff on the forest floor. They're easy to miss unless you're looking for those bits of colour, especially because there are yellow and orange and brown leaves all over the forest floor for most of the summer. When you find one, you get somewhat ugly, pimply, gnarly mushroom. It hardly looks as if it would be delicious.

To clean up a lobster, first wash all the dirt off the surface under a tap. Then slice off anything on the surface that doesn't look palatable, and slice the Lobster into slivers. Because they're gnarly, sometimes you need to trim off bits from your slivers.

Last night we sauteed some up with onions and a bit of garlic, boiled up some perogi, then sauteed the perogi in the mushroom and onion mixture. They were very tasty.

I also picked and at my first boletes yesterday. I picked two edible kinds, but I only ate one variety. In the morning, I found some ash boletes. These are edible boletes and my brother has eaten them and enjoyed them. Many others have said these mushrooms don't taste very good at all. Maybe it depends on the conditions. It could be that the ones I found were too mature, but I didn't find them appetizing. These mushrooms seemed too spongy and soggy for my liking. I had planned to cook them separately just to try, but I was busy cooking a number of things for dinner last night and decided to forgo the ash boletes this time. The other boletes I picked, and I just found two of these, were tan with tan stalks.

There are some general rules for determining edibility of boletes. These rules may exclude some good safe mushrooms, but they are a good guidline. If the pores are orange or red, don't eat them. If they stain blue when you cut or bruise them, don't eat them (it may be better to say, if they stain blue, be careful and do more tests to figure out what you have). If they pass those tests, taste but don't eat a little bit of one. If it is bitter, don't eat it. If it passes these tests, it should be good for the pan. The exception may be the orange-capped Leccinum species. My brother has pointed me to articles suggesting that these may be poisonous, at least to some people.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Dinner selection, before cleaning


We picked a variety of edible mushrooms today, including chanterelles, lobsters, hedgehogs and boletes.

The lobsters are going to be sauteed with perogies, and the others will be lightly sauteed then used for wild mushroom pizza.

Don't eat that bolete

3 dogs 1 big puddle

Friday, August 21, 2009

So, what are you listening to? (or, who says I don't listen to new music)

Right this minute, I'm listening to Written in Chalk, by Buddy and Julie Miller on my computer. Half an hour ago, it was Steve Earle's tribute to Townes van Zandt, Townes. How about you? What are you listening to these days?

Thursday, August 20, 2009

And what a storm!

When Tuffy P came in from work, she reported the storm was on its way south. I took Memphis for a quick walk. By the time we got to the corner though, I knew I had to turn back and not delay. Thunder cracked and rumbled across the sky. From the front lawn I could see the storm front. A bank of light-coloured clouds were flying across the sky at tremendous speed. To the northwest, the light was strange and sickly. Gulls were flying in strange patterns. Then the wind picked up, and Memphis and I slipped inside. Within seconds the rain and the wind came roaring across the street. The rain came in sheets, one after another and the locust tree in the front yard waved around like a terrified scarecrow. The sky lit up and lit up again.

By 8:00 it was over, at least the first and hopefully main round of it. We could see lightning strike south and east over the lake.

UPDATE
some excellent pics and video footage on blogTO
I've heard reports that multiple tornadoes touched down in our area last night, but then this morning I heard the weather moguls were arguing about which were actually tornadoes and which were other un-named nasty weather events.

Thunderstorms expected

Thunderstorms are expected in Toronto, but also up where I look for mushrooms. If we get some good quantities of rain today and tomorrow, I think I'll spend Saturday morning stumbling about in a forest.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

In heaven there is no beer....

The Donut Kings


The Wurst Band


Flaco


fleetingdays

On observation

The other day I wrote about some similarities between my experiences fly fishing and mushroom hunting. Another similarity between the activities has to do with the development of focused observation.

In fly fishing, after a while, you're out there on stream and you start to notice the bugs and how the trout are reacting to them quite clearly. I recall being on the Crowsnest River one late September day several years ago. It was snowing and it was my first time on the river and I hadn't seen any trout. Then I noticed a flash in the stream and another one, and as I concentrated on looking into the water, I started to see a number of trout, angled down, grabbing nymphs from the bottom, flashing as they turned. There are sometimes clues to the behavior of the trout: a splashy rise, a tail rise, seeing the back of the trout, a gentle pop or a slurp on the surface. The same thing happens over and over and at a certain point it is clear what is happening, what stage of the life cycle of the insect the trout is eating. And they can be very very selective.

In mushroom hunting, you need to train your eye to pick up on clues in much the same way. There is a lot of forest to look at, but you're looking for mushrooms, not just looking around. The first time I found chanterelles, they were around me but I couldn't see them, but once I picked a few, I started to see the telltale bits of yellow peeking out from under leaves. One of the things you have to learn how to do is to slow down. If you don't slow down and focus around you, you won't see what is there for you to see.

My brother has a knack for finding lobster mushrooms. These are curious items, these lobster mushrooms. They are actually the result of a mold attacking a mushroom, turning it lobster red, and transforming an unpalatable mushroom into a tasty edible along the way. I've never found one, yet going to the same forests, my brother finds them almost every time out. They reveal themselves, he tells me, as little bits of red under leaves, and sometimes as just bumps in the leafy surface of the forest floor. Salvalinas has somehow or another learned see those bumps, or find those little bits of red that I don't yet see. I expect that once I find a few of them, I'll start to see the signs in a similar way.

Occasionally, of course, nature hits you over the head, no subtlety involved. For instance, there was the day we found the large chicken mushroom. We were walking through the woods and I saw something screaming red. I thought somebody had left a red hunting jacket in the woods and that was what I had glimpsed. It turned out to be pounds of chicken mushroom, bright red-orange on top and yellow on the bottom. Impossible for even a newbie like me to miss.

Monday, August 17, 2009

The character of forests

I've spent a good deal of time over the years chasing trout, which has brought me into contact with any number of forests. For me though, for many years, forests were places trout streams flowed through. I was more interested in the character of the streams than the character of the forest.

There are some fly fishers who have involved themselves in the phenology of the business to the point where looking at the forest plants provides clues to the insect activity and so to the trout behavior. I've spent lots of time watching trout go after insects and birds go after insects and I understand some of those relationships pretty well. Of course the evidence of that is tying up the right fly pattern for conditions and actually catching some trout. I don't make the associations though, between what's happening in the forest and what's happening on stream. Enthusiasts with that interest might enjoy a fascinating little book called The Phenological Fly, by Bob Scammel.

This summer, since I've been learning about identifying mushrooms, especially the edible ones, I've been paying a lot more attention to forests. It became obvious fairly quickly that my poor ability to identify conifers was a huge liability. Some mushrooms tend to grow around hemlock, for instance, but I couldn't pick out a hemlock in the woods. Some boletes apparently prefer Norway spruce to black spruce. Do you know the difference? There are lots of opportunities to learn in the forest.

As I've been wandering about various forests, looking for and at fungi, I've begun to characterize forests based on the mix of trees (pine plantation, mixed hardwoods, mixed forest with hemlock, hardwoods with plenty of oak, and so on), and based on other factors as well. Some forests are easier to walk in than others, and some are just about inpenetrable. Some are on dry ground, while others are what I've come to call "malarial bog", a loose term describing just about any damp mosquito-infested forest. I know of a couple forests that never seem to really dry out, even without rain.

I've started to really pay attention to where I am in a forest, because looking for mushrooms takes you off the trails much of the time. Of course, sometimes the mushrooms are closer to the trail than you expect. The other day I found several chanterelles smack in the middle of a trail. I guess this is like the fly fisher who regularly catches good trout at the bridge pool. I've also started to pay attention to specific conditions within the larger forest. On Saturday, I was out with my brother and we found a gentle trough with a hill rising on both sides. This spot showed us quite a variety of mushrooms, including some curious and tasty mushrooms known as "Sweet Tooth" or "Hedgehog". Further up the hill on either side, there seemed to be nothing. Yet it wasn't the lowness of the trough that created the right conditions. On the other side of the trail, we looked through forest which was as low and lower with no success. I suppose with experience, I'll be able to identify the right subsets of conditions for various types of mushrooms. For now, although I'm learning quickly, there is a lot of hit and miss going on.

This is similar to my early experiences fly fishing. I recall thinking, well there are rising trout, I'll try a dry fly. Years later, I would look at the same scene and think something like, the trout are on the isonychia duns in shallow water, knowing the fish had followed the isonychia swimming nymphs into the shallows where they emerged and became mayflies, and were gobbling up the big adult flies before they were able to take flight. With experience comes detail.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Dinner


I picked enough tasty edibles yesterday for dinner. There are chanterelles here as well as Hedgehog or Sweet-tooth mushrooms.

Shelf


Well, you tell me.

What's this?





I think this is some kind of stalked polypore but I haven't got an ID on it yet.

Attacked?





This looks like it was some variety of bolete that was attacked by a white parasite or mold.

Amanitas






from Wikipedia: The genus Amanita contains about 600 species of agarics including some of the most toxic known mushrooms found worldwide. This genus is responsible for approximately 95% of the fatalities resulting from mushroom poisoning, with the death cap accounting for about 50% on its own.
Amanitas have a cup or vulva at the base of the stem.

Apricot Jelly


Check out this curious fungus. I'm pretty sure it is Apricot Jelly, or Phlogiotis helvelloides. We found some growing on the ground beside a path. If I've identified it correctly, this is an edible mushroom, more for colour and texture than taste. It kind of looks like a fruit roll-up, doesn't it?

Velvet-footed Pax?



We've come across this mushroom on different outings. I think it is the Velvet-footed Pax (Paxillus atrotomentosus). My field guide describes it as dry, brown cap with yellowish gills descending thick dark, tough, velvety-hairy stalk
Habitat: single to scattered or clustered, on conifer stumps or decayed wood, especially pine. The field guide goes on to describe it as technically edible but is, in fact, unpalatable.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Bus routes to Anchovy World Headquarters

calzone vs panzerotti it's a battle
how-to-make-garlic-infused-olive-oil... yum
har har anchovy true that
Amanda\'s Mnemonics Page I don't recall that...
recipe for kringla if you find one let me know
best anchovies in portugal there are some mighty tasty fish in Portugal
Vibrandoneon amazing how often people search for this
diatonic accordion blog and so much more
je passe devant ta porte lyrics a sad lament
saskatoon berry crumble is so very tasty

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Les Paul, guitarmaster RIP

Les Paul, guitarist and inventor, has died at 94. How important was he to contemporary music? Well, he was an important developer of the solid body electric guitar, and as well successfully messed around with recording techniques like echo and multi-tracking. As well, he was an accomplished guitarist with a rich recording career.

Here he is with Chet Atkins


And here he is with Mary Ford

RIP

Hazel to run again

Long time popular Mississauga, Ontario Mayor Hazel McCallion has announced that she intends to run for another term. Why not? She's only 88 and 11 terms aren't quite enough to accomplish everything.... Last time out she garnered 92% of the votes. It will be interesting to see if anybody takes a run at her this time out.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Memphis saw the vet today...

some good news here

Following

I've been using the Blogger 'following' feature as a blog reader, and I've been pretty happy with it. However yesterday, I went in for a look only to discover that Blogger thinks I'm not following any blogs. Grrrrrr. I'll give it another go, and if something like that happens again, I'll go to a different blog reader. Have any of you experienced a similar issue?

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Every now and then....

...not even all that often, but every now and again I get a hankerin to hear Stompin Tom Connors sing "they ate the deli pickle and forgot about the nickel and everybody's pickled on a Sudbury Saturday Night". I hope my friends from up Sudbury way will forgive me.


I grew up thinking all potatoes in the whole wide world were grown in Prince Edward Island delivered by the one and only Bud the Spud. Didn't you?


Eat your heart out Paul Bunyon. Big Joe Mufferaw paddled up the Ottawa all the way to Mattawa in just one day.


Remember you can't do gumboot cloggin in a disco.


This song makes my back hurt...


Ok Ok....let me post one more and I promise that'll be it. What will it be? Luke's Guitar? Moon Man Newfie? Nope. It's The Ketchup Song...

Monday, August 10, 2009

Last night....

What a spectacular storm we had last night! I heard on the news there were 4900 lightning strikes within 30km of the CN Tower. Wow!

Har! Snowin in the Wind

Apparently, Bob Dylan is recording a Christmas Album.

I hope he does Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer!

Saturday, August 08, 2009

Siemiatycze - Kapela "Zabuzaki" /1/ Oberek

Made up BBQ corn and chile chowder

The other day found myself with half a dozen cobs of fresh Ontario corn and a hankering for some corn chowder, so I went to work, making it up as I went along.

I put the cobs on the bbq (I use charcoal) and browned them nicely all over. I've read that some people go to great lengths to cook their bbq corn in the husk, and others soak their corn. I don't do any of that. I cut right to the chase and simply grill those cobs.

Meanwhile, I chopped up a handful of jalapenos, seeds and all, some celery, a green bell pepper and some garlic and tossed it into a pot with some olive oil. I didn't use onions because, well, I'll admit it - I was out of onions. Feel free to add onions at will.

Stop what you're doing. Do you have some tunes on? This soup tastes best with tunes. You can choose. I had Vince Collins on, playing Newfoundland accordion music and it made the soup taste just fine. Check the drawers of the fridge. If you find something that looks like it might be excellent in the soup, by all means, don't let me stop you from using it. Cut the kernels off the bbq-ed cobs and toss them into the pot. Add some stock. I can't give you a measurement because I was making it up as I went along.

Slice up some Portuguese sausage. If you use chorizo or andoulle instead, I won't tell, but I think the Portuguese sausage rocks in this soup. I know there are some vegetarians and some vegans out there, but I don't know how to come close to what this sausage does to the soup without using it. You could substitute, and you'd have a good soup, but I don't think you'd have this soup. How much sausage do you need? Here's the thing. You don't need a lot of it to get the flavour. On the other hand, each of your guests really ought to have a slice or two or three in their bowl. Avoid overpowering the soup with the sausage though.

Cook the soup for half an hour. Meanwhile, make up a little roux using butter and flour. Cook it up together for 10 minutes or so at a low heat, stirring more or less constantly. Add the roux to the soup, stir it around and cook it for a while longer. Taste and adjust the seasonings.

Serve with the home-made bread you've been working on while the soup is cooking, along with a cold beer. This soup is even better the second day when the chiles really come into their own.

Home

Our pup Memphis is home.

Searches that found my little island in the sun...


cajun riviera (Holly Beach)
sun ra Second Star to the Right (This is the Forest of No Return)
PANZEROTTI (turn on the deep fryer)
Saskatoon Crumble (yum!)
adult-video accordion (vavavooom?)
willy deville elvis costello show (I saw them on the same bill many years ago)
are the mushrooms on my lawn edible? (maybe, but careful please...)
weltmeister accordion (made in Germany)
Anchovy High School (let me dig up my yearbooks)
Har Anchovy (I enjoy the fact that somebody regularly uses this search term. Har!)

Friday, August 07, 2009

Memphis is doing better and should be home tomorrow...

more here

Willy DeVille RIP

Willy DeVille died last night of pancreatic cancer, age 59. I think he was an inspired performer. I only had a chance to see one of his shows live, and that was back in 1978 at Massey Hall in Toronto, on a bill with Nick Lowe and Rockpile and Elvis Costello and the Attractions. DeVille's band back then was Mink DeVille and they were burning hot. I was in high school at the time and rock and roll was being refreshed and renewed on many fronts. I remember the show well, both because all three bands were terrific, but also because the day before I was hit in the face with a baseball, leaving me swollen and sore.

Thursday, August 06, 2009

Memphis

Our pup Memphis is ill and is in the hospital. Yesterday, she experienced acute pain making movement difficult. The cause is not obvious and they're doing some tests to determine what's going on and how to treat it, including joint taps and more x-rays.

She's comfortable and not in nearly the distress she was in yesterday afternoon. She's eaten some and she's walked around a little and that's good.

Memphis will stay at the clinic overnight, and we hope to know more in the morning.

Update: they are narrowing down the problem...it may be an infection or possibly an immune mediated joint issue...we expect to have a better idea tomorrow.

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Anchovy Swamp



Our area experienced very severe thunderstorms today which dumped a remarkable amount of water down in just a few hours. Driving home from work, I couldn't get through the underpass south of Horner on Dixie, Thirtieth or Kipling due to 2-3 feet of water under the bridge, but finally discovered that Brown's Line was OK.

The photos are the Anchovy Swamp, formerly known as our backyard. I may go out there after dinner with a fly rod if there's an evening mayfly hatch and see if I can hook into a big grass trout. The good news is that our basement is dry!

The Storms are on the Ocean (Mother Maybelle Carter)


Shelter from the Storm (Bob Dylan, live 1976)


Stormy Monday Blues (T-Bone Walker)

Monday, August 03, 2009

Scouting


For those outside of Ontario, today was a holiday for us, sometimes known as "Civic holiday" and sometimes known as Simcoe Day. I took off on a scouting mission, checking out local forests for mushroom potential. I didn't expect to find much, since we didn't get the rain I had hoped for, but I'm up for any excuse for a hike in the woods.

I visited one hiking trail that I had been on many years ago, maybe even back in university. The forests didn't hold much mushroom potential there though, at least not on the section of trail I accessed. I drove up to another section of public forest, part of the York Regional Forest group of forests, and this was another spot I had visited some years ago. A few fellow painters and I had stopped there to make some landscape watercolour paintings. As I recall, though, we didn't stay long because there was a lot of poison ivy in there. There is still a lot of poison ivy in there, but I managed to avoid coming home with a rash.

I did find some mushrooms in there, but none that I could identify as tasty edibles. If I can't identify them as mushrooms I know are good to eat, I assume they aren't edible.

I found a third tract of forest on the way back, and just took a brief look at it for future reference. In all, I enjoyed a pleasant morning in the woods and came away with some intelligence for future trips.

Sunday, August 02, 2009

Saturday, August 01, 2009

Family BBQ tomorrow

Hopefully the rain will hold off, or at least get it over with overnight. I'm planning to BBQ a variety of kabobs...various meats, veggies, fruit, tofu. Off shopping this morning...