photos by Jonathan Schechter


 Mother Nature has been good to me. On a quick dawn walkabout in my wet woods this morning in search of morels I came back empty handed without any of my favorite fantastic fungi. But I did see a Cooper's hawk, two deer, heard a turkey and just loved the smell of the woodlands after the stormy rains of last night. All good. And then as I walked down to the mailbox for my morning paper something caught my eye at the edge of the wildflower meadow. Right there in the grassy part of the lawn under a hollow old  apple tree that sheltered a screech owl last year and is home to a treefrog were a small cluster of morels poking their pitted heads up to the sun. 
In a few more days they will be sizzling in a frying pan. 
Thank you Mother Nature!