This is a member of the Boletus (I think - I'd check but I'm scared blogger will gobble up my post if I muck around) family. Feel free to correct me. It can be identified by the underside of the cap, which has pores instead of gills. Very fascinating. Probably edible too, but I'm not game to have a go. This one grows in the company of silver birch trees. There is another species which is similar but more ochre and bright in colour which grows under the larch trees.
Now this item is a bit of a mystery. Can you tell what it is? Answer at the bottom of this post.
Take a look a this. Do you know what it is? Its common name is the Icicle Fungus. This is about 25cm across and looks like sponge. It is growing on the cut side of a big log that is leaning on a bank in the shade. I must get Mr B to take some photos with his macro lens. It is in quite a tricky spot, so I was lucky to find it.
Look out Mum and Dad! By the time you get back the house will be overgrown by jungle.
This bark is amazing! It peels back to reveal beautiful layers of colour. Mum, you would tell me what the name of the tree is. It looks like curls of chocolate.
Mr B and I have a lovely time taking photos together. He takes beautiful photos and I think we should have some blown up and put on canvas for our new house. No, he's not odd. Well, not usually.
Bloggy news:
- Meg and Ryan came with Miss Poo tonight. The dogs seem to be able to tear around the paddocks in pitch darkness.
- I got my cello out and had a lovely time practising, although I did have a turf war with Mr B over me using the lounge to practise. I won that battle. He just wanted the big tv.
- I loved watching Hot Fuzz last night. It is a great British comedy/drama with plenty of hilarious action scenes. It made me laugh, which is the main thing.
- The answer to the mystery object question above. That is (why, I have to ask?????) a fish skin hanging on the washing line. Mum and Dad, are you planning to make little fish leather shoes for your first born grandchild? I'm pleased that it is hanging right in the middle where no washing ever ends up.
