Does this not make you start laughing? Every time I see this face, I try and throw my voice so it seems like it is talking. Which makes my husband roll his eyes. Of course, it's not a face at all. Any ideas where it is from?
Bahhahahahaaaa! Here's the other end. Even funnier, IMO. The next picture is the big reveal! It is horse related, but in name only.
Did you guess saw horse? If so, you guessed right. Brandon thinks my brain is wired in such a way that I see cute, funny little things everywhere. He said he never would have seen this "face" in a million years. For him a saw horse means work, not whimsy.
This weekend we intended to go to the beach. But when that didn't work out, I was off to see my brumby.
Everyone knows what slow as molasses in January is. But there is such a thing as slow as molasses in August.
And this is what it looks like. Every time I get on this horse, she moves slow as molasses in January. That is, unless I ask her to run. Then she will run like a Kentucky Derby champion and pay absolutely no attention to me, her hapless rider. Now I don't want to be off to the races. But I wouldn't mind a brisk walk either!
I discovered just past the Cliffwalk a secret trail that ended up being a shortcut to the River Trail! OK, so maybe it was not a secret at all. I just personally did not know about it. Here is a photo I took of Lilly looking into the newly found shortcut trail. She wasn't too sure about it. It wasn't as clear as the ones we are usually on. But that's why I carry nippers after all. After a few quick snips here and there, we were on the River Trail.
Awesomely, the first thing we happened upon was this mushroom!
This is probably a Ramaria, commonly known as a coral fungus.
Look at Lilly springing from the bundle of Ramaria just like Aphrodite springing from a swell of sea foam! Oh, Brumby, you paint goddess of love and beauty!
Brandon loves it when I come home from the trail with mushroom sightings. So on this ride I was in and out of the saddle constantly to capture my findings. This mushroom has teeth instead of pores or gills.
This one I found on the River Trail in a dead log. It's a Hericium erinaceus. You'll see it in the grocery store as Lion's Mane. Mmmm mmmm, edible and delicious. But don't take my word for it. Good grief, I'm no expert. One should never learn about mushrooms for real from a blog called Bay State Brumby. Bay State Mushroom would be a much surer bet.
It's just that, there are mushrooms all over the place! Here is what often happens when trying to get the perfect picture of a mushroom out on the trail. Mushroom blurry, brumby perfect.
These last few days have been so beautiful. But, ugh, the flies have been awful.
Here's the crop that I realized was missing after I had been out on the trail 15 minutes. I found it right near Bill's driveway on our way back. This means my ride had technically not even begun and already my crop was MIA. There is a word for this kind of behavior: hopeless.
The next day...
Summer 2014, I will miss you.