Musings on cats, travel, gardens and life
Yes, indeed. It’s that rainiest of months in the Great Northwest and leaves are on the ground, the mushrooms are, too. I like mushrooms but I don’t pick my own, though they’re everywhere in Seattle area forests and parks. But I have gone mushroom… Continue Reading “All the Leaves are Brown and the Mushrooms, Too”
It’s cold and damp in the Great Northwest and the garden is spent. Most of the leaves are on the ground, tracked into my house, and in the lawn with the mushrooms that have cropped up. We’re expecting a cyclone bomb (make that a… Continue Reading “Fall’s Last Hurrah”