Mushrooms
Mushrooms are popping up all over the neighborhood. I’ve taken pictures of the ones I find most interesting, but here’s a little game for you. Which mushrooms are real, and which are not?
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Mushrooms are popping up all over the neighborhood. I’ve taken pictures of the ones I find most interesting, but here’s a little game for you. Which mushrooms are real, and which are not?
The color yellow has been on my mind lately as I walk around the neighborhood. It’s a bright, sunny color of summer, true. But it is also the color of school crossings, school buses, and #2 pencils. As the summer … Continued
I’ve written before about my odd fascination with stormdrains. I love the way they feature gentle reminders about how everything drains to our waterways. Well, apparently I’m not the only one who finds stormdrains worthy of study. Here in the … Continued
I’ve written before about the painted rocks that randomly show up in my neighborhood. Well, it seems to be a more organized effort on Pawley’s, where a small display at Town Hall allows you to easily scatter rocks — and … Continued
I’ve written before about the Little Free Libraries that keep cropping up in the neighborhood. Every time I see one of these little structures, I pause to take a closer look. But this “library” is a little different. OK, so … Continued
I’ve talked before about how we tell the changing of the seasons here by the changing of the Piggly Wiggly signs. Well, it looks like it’s almost Independence Day! Happy 4th of July, from our neighborhood to yours!
Sometimes, it can be dangerous to walk through the neighborhood. But I’ll take my chances.
As I’ve chronicled many times before (well, five to be exact), people are putting things in birdbaths that are not birds. Here’s another. It’s a fish. Which, come to think of it, a fish doesn’t seem so out of place … Continued
Unfortunately, lost animal signs are always popping up in the neighborhood. There are lost cats. And animals that might be cats. And then there’s this one. I hope he has found his way home. Surely, he couldn’t have gotten far.
I don’t think I could ever win Yard of the Month. That sounds too stressful. But Yard of the Day? I think I could handle that.