I found these in the rocks between the patio and our garage.
Cliff and Jack came home empty handed. Cliff blamed Jack. He said he whined and wanted to be carried after 20 minutes in the woods.EXCUSES EXCUSES
Cliff is cleaning out the rocks as I type this. He is obviously bitter and my mushroom hunting skills frighten him to the point of assuring that my patch will be barren from now on.
For those of you keeping score:
Sarah---4
Cliff--NOTHING!
2 comments:
OOOOOOOh I am so jealous! I can't remember the last time I had a mushroom from the woods. I can just taste them now. Mom used to make fried mushroom sandwiches. People in LA would think they are gross, I am sure. But hey, their delicacy is crawfish, which I thought were disgusting before moving here. Now, I love em.
Eat some shrooms for me!
You Go Girl!!!!
Sorry Cliff!
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