After community clean-up, the neighbors that always come out to do the work got together for a potluck. Of course when you live in the woods the topic of fire always comes up and one neighbor mentioned how one year after her field was burned she collected quarts and quarts of morels. Hubby and I filed this info away and decided to start hunting for them when he thought conditions were right.
Hubby spotted this morel this morning in an area near our house. He told me now that I've seen it, I should have my "mushroom eyes" and be able to spot them. He's a trained mycologist so of course he has "mushroom eyes". 
Then he tells me to turn around because I just walked by this patch. Obviously my "mushroom eyes" need glasses.
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