A slightly damp Sunday morning walk. Brightening skies and a mild air tempted us to some welcome time outdoors. Much needed after the wet, dreary days last week.
We stayed local, visiting a native woodland close to where we live. We squelched through the muddy, leaf littered lanes. Played in the woodland. Followed deer hoof prints. Admired fungi and lichen. Found wood sorrel and gathered sticks.
A morning well spent.
As an aside, thank you for your comments on my last post. It seems I am not alone in my nervousness of eating foraged fungi. A foraging course may be added to my bucket list.