seasonally, hello cumulonimbus, fungi

we went to heber city utah to be with ty's family for thanksgiving. i love those people.

 the pictures of the drive through nevada are the only pics i have ! generally when i drive through nevada i feel dreamy and wild, like a vagabond....it's different keeping two small children in the backseat happy.

the rain has been so lovely....when the wind howls at the house and the rain drums down i sleep so soundly. my heathen lullaby. and tonight i can even hear that throaty froggy chorus ringing through the dark neighborhood and into our windows; better than jingle bells.

the rain means it's time for teddy and i to grab our audubon north american mushroom field guide...one of our favorites. :p

 when there is matter to be decomposed there you will find mushrooms: what grows need to be decomposed, i love these organisms. do you say: funji, funguy, or funghee? secret little fruiting flowers of the decaying underworld.

my favorite: bird's nest fungi

they like decaying sticks and grow in little rows... they are just about to "bloom."

i feel pretty geeky here. mostly i'm just dorky.

did you know that teddy rolls his eyes at me? but moments like these are nice:  finding him reading books in bed, and then he tells me and link to leave because we're "disturbing" him.

if spare time were plentiful i'd identify more specimens and post a blog a day...about mushrooms...but for now i'm happy just finding them. con: if one is truly looking for mushrooms there is a risk of getting a crick in your neck and missing out on other things, like rainbows. 

i love the illustrations: polypore? pitted? attached gills?

does it grow singularly or in clusters? 

does it grow in decaying leafy duff?

or in bark chips?

redbud...native to northern california. eat the pink blossoms in the spring for a treat.

purple pig skinned puff ball. poison.

clumpy mugwort bud.

these seem to be recycling the root systems of these old shrubby skeletons. 

little bruiser. right now he is laughing and screeching at this picture...and then crawling over to the door stopper: BOING! BOING! BOING! and then he crawls back over to me and i pick him up...and then i eventually get
back to this post....eventually.

he likes to ride just as much as he likes to be worn.  look at the layers of colors.

in the surewest employee park across the street from our neighborhood. 

they planted native species of trees like buckeyes and grey willows, and the bird song is heavenly. gold finches. red headed house finches.

spores! who can resist squashing these for the dust clouds?

clusters of pig skinned puffballs.

does this photo order seem out of whack? could my blogging use a dash of organization? yes, and yes. daddy lucky enough to get a drowsing pup.

LBM's, or little brown mushrooms, right in my own backyard. (a true master could identify all the different lbm's.)

xoxo we LOVE when he's sleepy enough to snuggle. a treat. a cheesy but true line: your laughter is like sunshine in our little house.

oh ho ho! hobbitses! me and d.

burrs: death to tights. i collect sticks.

my kind of scenery: dewey horizons and solitary oaken silhouettes. 

cool truck. diana is a nanny. i love it because "our kids" can play together. other than that none of my friends my age have children, so it can get sorta lonely.

cooler lichen. the earth is taking it back.

and today we walked to our meadow/ new swamp.

a little grumpy, but cozy.

this kid is innovative. we heard a radio story about the rate of melting ice and glaciers. later that night he told tyler he had a solution: get ice cube trays, fill them with water, and then dump all of the ice back into the ocean. i hope to someday soon visit the mcclure glacier in yosemite. it's calling me.

a non-googled photo of brother coyote.

"short cut."

my reeds and skies, having given all of their water, feel lighter.

shadow stretching up along with the soul...i am cloud particles. 

can't keep this kid dry!

they remind me of melted little permafrost pools up in the tundra

"at first i was having fun and now i'm all cold and wet and i am not having fun..." well put teddy, well put.

i've been having dreams about rattle snakes and eagles and strange houses. seems prognostic.
lessons of maturation and motherhood and understanding self and space....help me rhonda my life is exploding!
i sing the body electric          and a spiritual emergence.
sewing projects in the future,    loving these autumn days,
update on link soon!
my house is realllly messy.
tis' some season!
peace.