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Mmmmm

We hiked yesterday on the Olympic Peninsula and these are oyster mushrooms. My friendย  knows about 16 edible mushrooms now. We found six edible kinds with the oysters in the lead. They are year round. I lost track of how many mushroom species we saw: black ones, lavender ones, coral mushrooms in orange and white and cream and yellow. Slimy looking mushrooms, hen of the woods that are past and falling, tiny orange ones the size of my fifth fingernail. Beautiful.

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Up close and personal

This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday Challenge #76: a very fuzzy friend met on the day before I left Virginia last week. We were in Arlington, on a hike down one of the runs to the Potomac, with the George Washington Parkway way over our heads and airplanes rising from Reagan National Airport nearby.

 

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Rock trail

My daughter and I spent four nights at Larrabee State Park this week and hiked down the Rock Trail and back up: http://www.wta.org/go-hiking/hikes/rock-trail

When birds chirp at me, I often talk back. Sometimes we have conversations. They think I have a terrible accent and also just talk nonsense. This Pacific wren was very vocal and right by the path. My young adult children are used to this, so my daughter just rolled her eyes and waited. After a while I got this photograph, hooray for zoom lenses and for delightful wrens.

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Summer sunset

I still don’t stay up much past nine most nights, but my young adult offspring talked me into a beach walk the other evening. We went down to Fort Worden and the Point Wilson Lighthouse. The sunset was glorious. I went back to the car for a jacket right away because the water temperature is around 51 degrees. It cools down quickly. The tide was coming in, so we only walked about half a mile, but it was gorgeous. This is looking north from Point Wilson towards Vancouver Island and the San Juan Islands…. over the kelp beds.

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The legs go last

This if for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #56…. his photograph is shadow and angles and stairs and pattern. This is my legs, on a run on Saturday, and yes, that is Princess Leia helping me to be brave about rebuilding my muscles…. the feet are not a horribly deformed rash but a pair of toe shoes for running. I like going barefoot, but my feet aren’t toughened enough and it’s cold in the mornings! Not real icy cold, but 50 and wet.