The sun was shining this morning, so I abandoned the housework, ignored Ian's sensible advice to get some firewood in before the forecast rain this afternoon, and drove out to some nearby woodlands. These are mostly coniferous plantations, but there's an area of beech trees where I've found oyster mushrooms before, and I was hoping I might find some today.
As well as recent logging, some trees have blown down at the road edge of the woodland. Not all of them actually fell over.
The ones that were down have been tidied up, and I see that they've cut one of the stumps into a seat.
The view from this seat isn't great at the moment, but I'm sure it will be in time.
Walking through the conifers, I catch my first glimpse of the beech trees.
Now to start looking for oyster mushrooms, and any others I can identify. These might have been oysters once, but I don't fancy them now.
These are not oysters...
... which is fine, because they're all the way up there.
This is more like it!
They're not in the first flush of youth, and are a little nibbled round the edges, but they'll do nicely.
After this, my finds were of photogenic, rather than of culinary value, and no, I don't know what most of them are.