As I circled around the pond and started up the slope toward the woods, it suddenly occurred to me that it had been a while since I had explored our property. I paused for a moment to reflect on that, and I was reminded of how pretty our land is in springtime. I snapped this photo of the spring buttercups dusting the ankles of the trees, and then I pressed on with my task. I was actually there that day for two reasons: I was hunting for spring morels and also for a mysterious animal I'd spotted near the pond. I figured it was safe to go because the odds of my finding either one were pretty slim. Just to be cautious, I had called in some reinforcements in the form of my dad. He's always up for an adventure, and tracking a big black animal with a long tail and maybe finding some morels along the way was right up his alley. Who says there's nothing to do around here?! He drove right over and off we went across the field. After about an hour of searching, the only thing we found was that it's hard to look up and down at the same time. In hindsight we should have had one of us looking at the ground for the morels and one of us looking in the trees for the animal, but I didn't think of that until we got back. Oh well, it was a beautiful day for a walk in the woods even if we did come back empty handed. So I guess the morel of the story is: you don't always find what you're looking for, so take time to enjoy the scenery along the way!