Pookey started it all. She had to go out and she wouldn’t go without me. With looks like that, how can I resist. …and that’s not even close to her sad face. Here’s she’s just a bit upset because Stewy followed us.

But thanks to Stewy the bright yellow mushrooms in the lawn caught my attention. (They were just out of sight behind him)

Golden Waxy Cap – Hygrocybe flavescens

…is my best guess to the identity of this mushrom

synonym – Hygrophorus flavescens
The mushroom’s gills

Knowing it takes lab tests and DNA comparisions to properly identify Hygrocybe species makes me feel better. I get so discombobulated attempting to identify mushrooms I almost don’t want to photograph them. Yet I do and then spend way too much time trying to identify something like this one.

This orange waxy cap was growing only a few feet away from the yellow ones. It looked like two distinct colonies of fungi but from what I’ve read it wouldn’t surprise me if they were all the same. If not it’s still most likely to be another Hygrocybe species.

Yellow Lichen

Xanthomendoza I presume.
All I really know is that it’s yellow, foliose and shouldn’t be growing on my finger like that.

We circled the yard stopping often while I took photographs. Dog got bored and left but Stewy stuck with me the whole time no matter how boring it got being with me.

Orange Nod

Cedar this:
In winter the cedar woods provides a calm shelter for the deer. Snow filters through the canopy but the wind is kept at bay. Winter is subdued if only a little among the cedars.

In Spring the woods has an opposite effect. Now it feels colder where the sun don’t shine. I felt a chill run down my spine as I entered the dense cedars. Snow still clings on the northern slope where the cedars refuse to let the sun shine through.

The deer pass quietly through the shadows leaving a trail that won’t disappear when the snow melts. This is one of the ‘highways’ criss crossing the cedar woods that surround the house.

deer trail in cedar woods

A pocket of ice reveals warmth had penetrated the shadows. The melted snow had formed a puddle now frozen over. As the water soaked into the ground it left the thin ice suspended leaving this unique pattern.

thin ice and frozen water drops

The shiny spots on the ice are frozen water drops.
In this photo (from the other day) the frozen drops look like bubbles.

In today’s photo they look like they’re staring back at me.

I stomped on the ice in return. I needed to crack it up in order to prove I was right.

I took a photo of one of the many mini frozen waterfalls on the run-off stream before leaving the cedars. It’s not likey to be the last of the season.

Deer as usual were browsing in the corn stubble. It wasn’t until I opened up this pic that I realized I photographed the elusive 2 Headed Doe of Morley. Unfortunately the photo is ‘big foot’ quality and only a tabloid is likely to believe me.

Cedar that:
A flock of Cedar Waxwings perched high in a tree as I passed by. Bad lighting and distance kept me from getting a good portrait of one once again. There were over fifty in the flock and not one would pose for me.

My last stop was at the lichen landscape from the other day. I had the feeling I was being watched as I took photographs. I could sense something was eyeing me. Can you ‘see’ the eye?

How about now? When the dragon’s nictitating membrane winked at me I did what any self respecting Python Knight of the Round Table would do. I bolted screaming ‘Run Away’, ‘Run Away’.

Seeing is believing unless you’re looking in a mirror.

The first blooms of this year are a good week late compared to last year. It was a real horse race this year with 3 garden flowers in the running. Crocus, Vinca minor and Winter aconite ran bud to bud. It took a photo finish to declare a winner. Winter Aconite was the favorite, followed by Crocus with Vinca considered the dark horse in the race.

The first bud photographed was Crocus. It’s still pretty uptight and not quite ready to open up yet. It did manage to show but it was a couple of lengths behind the others. I knew the race was on when I spotted it. When I see these ready to bloom the Winter Aconite at my friend’s house are likely to have already flowered.

I don’t know how this pair of crocus managed to get into the back field but they’ve naturalized. After the 3 or 4 years I’ve seen them there I half expected to see more. They may be surviving but they’re not propagating. I think the quack-grass is giving them a hard time.

Winter aconite – Eranthis hyemalis

The favorite is just opening.
If the sun was out the Winter Aconite might have been a little faster out of the gate.

Two flowers opened just enough to get a peek inside but not enough to win this years race.

…for a look at the flower fully opened you can check out the post from last year
March 17, 2010 – Winter Aconite

…and the winner is

Periwinkle – Vinca minor

I can’t say it was a complete surprise. Every year a vinca bloom or two opens around this time. This year it was just a bit earlier while the winter aconite was holding back waiting for the sun.

…and now for something completely different.

It’s been (I hate to say) cold. Daytime temps have been hovering just below freezing and dipping into the single digits at night. Ice season isn’t over yet.

A puddle had an invisible (to the camera) thin layer of ice suspended above the water’s surface. The ‘bubbles’ are actually water droplets clinging to the underside of the ice.

Snow melt is feeding multiple little run-off streams while the cold nights attempt to hold back the flow. The result is minature frozen waterfalls. Pookey approved

I took the next 2 photos yesterday while the sun popped out for a minute. I need to go back and see if I can get a better Lichen Landscape photo but this one will do for now. This landscape will be easy to find again since it’s on a rock pile in the middle of a corn field.

Of course I can’t go out back with out seeing a deer in the corn field. What I didn’t catch with the camera were the other 4 deer behind the rise. I might have been able to out wait this deer in order to stalk it if it wasn’t for my wildlife repellant. Pookey never saw them but they sure did notice her.