An old buddy back in the day had known what puff mushrooms were. I had never seen them before and kicked at them like footballs. I still feel bad about it! I finally saw a new batch the other day! They are not as big, but I can actually forgive myself after all this time. Along with those are a few interesting brands. Now they are not quite as attractive as those pictured above, but offer a nice surprise, seemingly from out of nowhere. It rained more than a bit, so the baby fish got swept away. They didn’t seem to like the green apples that I had tossed them before. A turtle swam by, back in June. Tiny, baby snappers were crossing the trail into the main swamp one day years ago. The beavers no longer forage, or build. The last coyote is dead. I believe that some “dog-oaties”, though, do still exist, just off in the distance a bit. Have I mentioned what coyote rope is? It’s mainly fur. As far as I can tell anyway it is!
A beaver’s damn couldn’t shake the soil, a lecher’s grip couldn’t make us toil, a finer tip would be overdone, a fine, nice trip is for everyone, with olden jewels of fine, fine gold, legends…….. told, ………….bold…..etc. (See ya!)
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