A bit magic when you least expect it.

Morels are funny things. i often tell people the best way to find morels is to stop looking. In all our years of morel hunting we almost always find the first one as soon as we 'give up'. It's almost like a game to them.
As soon as you spot that first one, the others just seem to appear all around as if they were little wood sprites hiding the whole time. So, after spending the weekend morel hunting and coming up empty, today i went out to get the mail and found....

Not just one...

....but two little morels about a foot and a half from my mailbox. How crazy is that? Seems like a rather odd place for them to be growing. They are under a Yellow Poplar tree though, which is one of the trees sometimes associated with morels...but still.


i had a bit more (much needed) magic today when i wandered outside and saw a monarch butterfly glide past. It seems way too early for them, and i can't help but wonder if it was one that we raised and released last fall dropping by to say hello. i didn't get a picture of it, but did get a picture of this black swallowtail enjoying the apple blossoms. i also spotted a yellow Eastern Tiger Swallow tail, a comma, a Spring Azure and a Cloudless Sulfur.

My life seems to be blessed with these little moments of magic. They seem to come when we least expect them, or when we need them most.