The humble Pea Mouth Chubb: To eat or not to eat? That is the question.

“I won’t eat those!” says an associate of mine. “They are garbage. Ick!” Others tell me to leave them on the ice for Eagles and Otters. Whatever I do, don’t  put them back into the lake as they are a course fish…garbage fish, too bony and too small to eat. I study the small fish…

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SPRUCE FLAVORED SUGAR COOKIES

Nom. Nom. Nom. Just in time for Christmas! As you are walking through the snowy forest, find a nice healthy spruce tree and snip off a few branches.  Spruce smells nice, but it tastes even better…in a cookie! Yes, there are few steps involved. But they are so worth it. This is not your average…

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Lovely, dark and deep

….the woods are lovely, dark and deep but I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep *Robert Frost*   Picture taken at the Ancient Forest, British Columbia

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The Perilous Voyage to Anderson and Seton Lake

I’m not a complete wimp…I did have my eyes open the majority of the trip. I’m being dramatic.  It is a freaky thing to know that you could plummet to your death multiple times on a voyage.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Out of this World ***The Fungus Among Us***

When I look at the world of fungi upon close inspection, I swear I’m on another planet sometimes. Colors, shapes and textures of the fungi astound me. Not to mention the area surrounding the fungus itself.  It’s truly is out of this world. 

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Beauty and the Blah

Funny thing is that I told my husband about my dream and how beautiful it was before it turned to ash. I said how everything beautiful fades, disappears or turns ugly. That was the pity, the blah, in me. I see that in these pictures however, I captured ever lasting beauty. In that, there is hope for today. 

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Beloved *** Fungi and Fun guys

Moments with my family, my ‘fun guys’, are my most beloved moments. If those moments involve ‘fungi’, all the better!

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I see a ‘ky-OAT-ee’

I wait what seems like forever, to have the coyotes’ vital area come into view. It does. I see the area behind the shoulder and pull the trigger. The shot rings out over the clearing. It’s done. It’s down. It lays still.

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Elk hunting and engine fires don’t mix.

The afternoon was wearing on and we were getting discouraged. We hadn’t seen any animals, let alone the ones we were hunting. The afternoon sun was bright and getting warmer by the minute. The ungulates of the forest probably already had bedded down; we probably wouldn’t see anything until the evening hunt which was 2…

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