The Sunday Schnauzer – Mushroom Hunting And The Story of Jim

The season is definitely turning and it’s time to head to the woods to see if we can find any mushrooms. I asked the star of Ye Olde Blogge if he was up to this challenge and he said: Reporting for duty, Oma! So far, no mushrooms seen but we did come across these beauties. So many gorgeous rosehips from the Nootka roses. On the other side of the path I came across a familiar (to us) place: the spot where I found a gutted deer a couple of autumns ago. Absolutely nothing left to show Jim’s final resting place, now. Yes, dear reader I named the young buck I found. I have not written about Jim on the blog because I thought it might gross some people out so be warned. But my friend Joanne (blame her! ) urged me to tell the story, so here goes. Trigger warning: If you are squeamish, you might want to skip the text and just focus on the visuals. Jim’s final resting place. RIP Jim. The Story of Jim As mentioned above, 2 years ago I came across his freshly-killed carcass on the side of the…