The Weather Channel was clear in its forecast: A monster weather pattern would soon be arriving in the Pacific Northwest, dumping several inches of rain onto our drought-ridden lands and whipping the landscape with winds gusting as high as 100 mph. Time to batten down the hatches!
Knowing that the remnants of typhoon Songda were heading our direction, we made a quick foray into the refuge to see what had been happening since our last outing.
As we approached a young conifer at the beginning of our walk, we spied a fallen turkey vulture feather clinging to its young, tender branches. Later, a California Sister darted gracefully from one side of the path to the other and eventually skyward through an opening in the oak trees, most assuredly not to be viewed again until next spring.
A feather lay on a young conifer that had been
dwarfed by deer nibbling on its new growth.
Not too surprisingly, there were no edible fungi to be found; the short rains we'd experienced lately had not brought sufficient moisture to awaken the ground. Still, the forest floor was alive; it was as if every pine cone was host to a fruiting of the seemingly inconsequential Strobilurus trullisatus. Their whitish caps were simply carpeting every surface and creating a lovely panorama.
These delicate Collybia created a magical carpet
on the forest floor!
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