We are so muddy in north central Missouri, and perhaps all over the Midwest, but i only know about my little piece the world that i cannot even drive into the pasture with a Gator. Back to walking and wearing my tall rubber boots to ford the running water. The 19th of March is supposed to be spring, but the typical telltale signs are far from sight.
Polyporus alveolaris (formerly Favolus alveolaris), but i’m not sure that’s it.
Auricularia auricula (formerly A. auricula-judae). Says it’s edible, but it sure doesn’t look appetizing. Guess i’m not hungry enough.
