The Pussy Willows…the joy of finding these was kinda over shadowed by the dead as a doornail drowned beaver.
These little green berries are on the forest floor among the Oaks. I have no idea what they are. I have searched all my references..I will have to tag one with a piece of fabric and wait and see what happens next and what kind of leaves it gets…I hope it isn’t the Poison Ivy. I may have known what they were once upon a time, I just cannot recall at the moment, then again maybe I never knew. It is okay to say that you cannot remember or that you don’t know..there are no stupid questions.
We have been in the woods, getting some of the dead trees hauled out and branches cut up for firewood. The brush has not yet begun to bud. There is no Poison Ivy in sight yet..so the in the woods adventures can continue. This is one of the first years in a long time that we could be in the woods without two feet of snow this time of year. I heard a rumor that we could get to seventy degrees this week…practically bikini weather. Not that I even have a bikini to wear..or that I would consider wearing one.. but just in case I wanted too, it will be warm enough:)
Update: The little green berries are probably Poison Ivy Berries..good thing I did not get real close:(