Today after work, it was raining. Hard. I'd had plans to head to the woods on the way home, so that didn't quite happen. Instead, I went to Sophie's ballet with Melissa and Sawyer and we went to check out a local dairy that deals in raw milk.
After that, it was time for some shrooming. This adventure started at home with some tiny mushrooms on our big pines. Not the best pic of the actual mushrooms, but they're teeny tiny, about 1/8" (3.2mm), and kinda have stalks that curve up to set their orientation. They're real cute and I'm going to keep an eye on them. A good reminder to look at even tiny details.
At the park, I went a way I've not gone before and saw some cool stuff. A jelly mushroom, some corticoid fungi, a cool orange finger-y mushroom, and a little whispy white one.
This is the biggest snail I've seen here in Texas. This is a pretty dry state, but I guess this old rotten pecan tree stays damp enough for him. Pretty cool to see a dead tree supporting so much life. There were old mushrooms, bugs, and plants all on and around it.
After those observations, I made a course to familiar places. This is the kind of place where my soul belongs. With trees and water and mushrooms.
I went to see my friend, the giant pecan by the creek with the huge mushroom under it. This led me on another branch of my adventure.
Looking around from here, I noticed a big tree on the opposite bank, about 25 feet up a steep bank. It had mushrooms on it, and I decided to try to go see them.
The bank was steep. I slipped into the creek once, but thankfully it was still shallow there, even after the heavy morning rain. If I had been over one of the swimming holes, I'd have been soaked head to toe.
You can see the big pecan and it's giant mushroom down below.
Once I got to the top just above the big tree, I realized it was a huge branch from the big pecan. What an enormous tree! I got down closer, watching my step. Forests are slick after a rain, and this was a sheet drop 25 feet to the creek.
On the way back down I saw some others on a branch. I picked one and I think it was a turkeytail, but much smaller than what I harvested before, and the spore holes on bottom were bigger. Maybe false turkeytails? I'll look into it a bit more.
From there, I went back along the creek and up to the park to see the place where I'd harvested my jar of turkeytails this past weekend. When I harvested, I moved two chunks of the stump they were growing on into some cracks in a nearby log. One chunk of the woody part, one chunk of the bark. The chunk of bark looks to be growing! Is that common? That was a few days ago, do they work that fast?
I was really excited by that, and decided to go put more chunks of bark in other dead logs. I think I put out another six pieces, including some where there had been turkeytails before. I'd really like to to see these things all over the place and be able to harvest and share them.
I'm going to try and tincture these mushrooms I've harvested. That may end up being a product I could list on 
Over by what I'll call the turkeytail graveyard, there's little bitty mushrooms coming up. I wonder what they are and what their job is. This wood is already very well decomposed by the turkeytails that have long since done their job.
This was a really fun adventure today. One that I'll remember and cherish. I'm off work the next couple of days, in big part because I'll be on 
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