I love the colorful spring blooms that surround us with splashes of bright color. We're still waiting for our rhododendron to open around the cabin (we're at 3600 feet)
, but these, like the iris
photos I posted yesterday were taken in town yesterday. The intricate center of rhododendron reminds me of a henna tattoo!
Much to our surprise, Johny found this black morel right next to our compost pile. We've never found a black morel before, they've always been yellow, (click here to see photos)
, and here one sprouted right beneath our feet! We'll be cooking it this evening,
along with these yellow ones we harvested yesterday. I'm curious if there is a difference in taste--experts say the black are the best--we'll be doing our own comparison and I'll let you know what we think!
Thanks for reading my blog, see you tomorrow,
Great photos and what luck...a black morel...you must keep the recipe for that compost pile! Ha! Ha! Haven't been reading the blogs recently due to family commitments, but I am back now! Hugs!
So jealous of those morels!
I know, it's funny Dad. When you ask an expert where morels grow, the answer is "wherever they want." Ha ha! Funny thing, it didn't really taste different. Glad to have you back on the blog:) Hugs back!
I hope you find some soon Vicki!
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