I brought the camera today to get some photos of fungi I’d spotted a few days ago.
When I rode out with Rob the other day I saw the mushrooms on a log and figured I’d come back and get the pictures later that week. They didn’t look like the type that would disappear overnight or even in a week. Yesterday I brought the camera with me, too. But I couldn’t find the log. I even drove back and forth a couple of times past the place where I thought it should have been.
Today I went out again and brought the camera again. But this time I had a passenger. Since I had been riding shotgun when I saw them the first time, I thought perhaps it was something easier to see from that perspective. My son groaned over the “chore” of having to look for the log – it taxes his, and everyone’s, patience to just ride with me because I drive so slow on the dirt roads. I drive that slow to spare vehicles the wear and tear, but also because I’m looking at plants along the sides of the road. Having the passenger do the looking worked!
Once they were spotted and Garrison showed me where they were, I still had a hard time seeing them from the driver’s seat. From where I sat I could barely see them on the log as we passed.
I am not a fungi expert. I only know the names of a few different mushrooms (the ones I know I can eat), but I love finding and photographing them. So you’ll see this lack of technical knowledge in the naming of my photos…
Predator and Prey, or the hunter and the hunted is a common theme throughout my fiction writing. No Qualms, one of my short stories (free at most retailers) is about about a predator/prey relationship. Symbiosis, my first finished novel, not published yet, deals with predator/prey relationships and the balance of energy among life on earth, sometimes symbolic and often outright. Many of my flash fiction stories (I have twitterfiction and 100-word flash stories) are also dealing with this same dynamic. This is a strong theme that runs through most of my fiction and is strongly influenced by life in the wild Ozarks where we live. My first published novel, First Hunt, also has a predator and prey theme to it. I guess it's just part of my nature.
Wild Ozark is 160 acres of beautiful wild Ozark mountains. I call what I do "nature farming" because the land produces, all by itself, the shagbark hickory trees, ferns, moss, ground-fall botanicals, and the perfect habitats for growing and stewarding American ginseng. I'm co-creating with Nature - all of the things I use to make the Fairy Gardens and Forest Folk, the bark we harvest for Burnt Kettle's shagbark hickory syrup, are produced by nature without my input. This land is my muse for inspiration when it comes to my writing, drawing, and photography. It's truly a Nature Farm.
About the voice behind this blog, Madison Woods
I'm a creative old soul living way off the beaten path with my husband in the wild Ozark Mountains. Besides homesteading, growing plants & making crafty things and newsletters, I write books and stories. My rural fantasy fiction, written under the pen name, Ima Erthwitch, usually takes place in a much altered Ozarks.