Day 20 or 5.29.25 Hunting for Magic

I like the idea of worlds within worlds. I went on a hike looking for a late morel or two. I found none. What I found instead was a lot of ticks. Yikes on ticks. I think they are all gone now without a chance to bite me.

It’s hard to imagine, but possums, who eat ticks, must be like, “Cool! A snack landed on my leg!” For them, it might be better than room service!

I saw turtles on a log, even though there was not much sun late in the afternoon. I think I saw a bear, and maybe even a fox. I saw a herd of heiffers who wondered why I wandered into their pasture (I’d found a motherload of late morels there one year). I found mint in the pasture, but the cow patties there didn’t make the mint feel like a snack.

No mushrooms, but who cares? I saw a lot. And even though this painting was mostly done before the hike, I like to think about it along side the hike.