We saw a new-to-us type of mushroom on a recent walk.
I’m not certain but the closest identification I can find is that these are called Hare’s Foot Ink Caps.An updated Palace of the Mushroom Fairy, in all its 2025 glory. These mushrooms are called Western Jumbo Gyms. Closeup of one of the “balconies” in the Palace.My favourite mushroom – the Salt and Pepper Schnauz Butt.This particular type of mushroom can be found all over the forest and pops up wherever treats are on offer.
I hope my American friends and readers are having the most wonderful Thanksgiving long weekend. And that the rest of us are enjoying our run-of-the-mill weekends too, whilst keeping our elbows up.
I was doom scrolling through Threads the other day…
And I happened upon a person complaining (rightfully so, IMHO) that someone had commented on one of this person’s posts that they absolutely hated seeing this person’s dog’s rear end in all her photos and why can’t she just share pictures of the beautiful scenery instead sans doggy butt. Naturally I ran – nay – bolted to the Comments section to see what was being said. As one does.
There were more than a few photos of various doggy butts being shared (all cute, in case you were wondering) and someone also commented on walking their dog and the joy of seeing not only their dog’s butt but the flopping, bouncy ears too!
Cue post inspiration…
The View…or is it Eeeewwwww?
Doggy butt and bouncy ears for days…pardon the shakey footage. I don’t own a gimbal…yet! 😉
More butt and bouncy ears. The jingling you hear is the bear bell attached to my hiking pole. Not another butt shot, but still cute. I just can’t wrap up this post without including this face.
So, dear readers…are you Team Doggy Butts Are Cute or are you Team Doggy Butts Are Not To Be Seen/Shared? Let me know!
As soon as I sat down with my morning oatmeal bowl, guess who showed up…AGAIN?
It’s uncanny how he knows just when to arrive at my patio door.You’re taking too long to eat, Oma…‘Bout time, I say!I can’t believe how neatly he is slurping up the oatmeal. I mean, look at the edge on it!Getting the last few pieces.I guess I’m done…Are you sure there isn’t more hiding somewhere?Thanks for 2nd breakfast, Oma! Followed by a big burp 😂.
We hope you have time for a lovely breakfast, brunch, 2nd breakfast, whatever…all the things, this weekend!
The rainy season is well and truly here, on the island. Bowser and I go out even in the rain, unless it’s very heavy. Here are some photos and short videos of a drier walk, for your viewing pleasure.
Remember how the creek bed looked in last week’s post? Well, here we are just a few short days later.
Pausing a moment to admire the gently falling leaves…
More leaves falling, and Bowser exploring…
Bowser and I hoping for a salmon run…
Rock on, and you know what to do with those elbows!
As some of you may remember, I recently switched web hosts. During that time of switchover, I initially published this post on October 26, however it did not make it into my blog once the transition was completed to the new host. It exists somewhere in cyberspace and thankfully I could recover it from The Widow Badass Facebook page. I am republishing ittoday (November 2) as a kind-of bonus Sunday Schnauzer 😄. Feel free to ignore if you have already read it!
This is my official submission to Dawn’s (Change is Hard) Walktober post.
Back from the torture place dog spa and ready for Thanksgiving weekend (and our next walk!).The start of another fabulous fall walk on a glorious October day…Perusing the view from the top of one of the forestry company’s many ditches dug this spring (grrrr).A Big Leaf maple leaf got stuck on my hiking pole.Instead of his usual leaping over obstacles, Bowser decided to leisurely traverse this log for a change of pace.Deciding where to go next.Another gentle hop over a log about to happen. Bowser was very Zen-like during this walk for some reason.Heading towards what I like to call Fernlandia.Heading out of the Witchy Woods and towards the light.Bowser at the path at the edge of the ravine leading to the still almost-dry creek bed.Always remember to look up at this time of the year!Enjoying the warm sun on our faces.
Rock on, stay Walktober Zen, and remember to keep those elbows up…
Rainy season is full upon us. Does that stop us from getting out there? Heck no. Rainy walks can be delightful, if you are wearing the right gear. Or if you are a dog who just doesn’t care so long as the human is right there with you.
Let’s go, Oma!The rain reveals pretty rocks that would otherwise go unnoticed.It also brings down the leaves. Here is a big leaf maple leaf. They don’t call ’em big for nothing!There are still plenty on the tree, though.While Bowser is admiring the view above, I am looking elsewhere…Woohoo! My favourite mushrooms are popping up again!Of course, no walk at this time is complete without checking on the Palace of the Mushroom Fairy. This year’s palace is progressing so nicely.Mushrooms sprouting further up the trunk of this dead tree.And here is the progress a week after the above photos were taken.Yes, I believe we’ve both earned a treat. Time to go home and dry off!
We hope you stay warm and dry this weekend. Thank you Blue Jays, and keep those elbows up!
Oma is home (and alone) again, and life is back to normal. I thought Joanne was nice and all, but I don’t like sharing Oma. There, I said it!
I showed up at Oma’s house early in the morning and am waiting outside her bedroom for her to get dressed. Hurry up, Oma! I only have so much patience, you know!Oma says there are more colours to be seen since the last time we walked. I’ll take her word for it. I’m much more interested in how things smell different, than how they look different. Oma says the blue skies are very pretty contrasting with the trees. Time to stop looking at the sky and hurry up, Oma!Oma calls this part of our walk “the Witchy Woods” because it can be dark and spooky on a cloudy day. But today the sun was shining through the trees!Speaking of spooky stuff reminds me of Hallowe’en and that reminds me of treats. I think it is time for one, Oma!
I hope we all get treats this weekend! I hear the humans talking about how it is Thanksgiving. I am giving thanks for walkies and treats.
Oma is still adventuring with Joanne. Now she is in Bamfield, at some hoity-toity lodge. Oh boy, do I have things to say to that woman when she finally comes back home.
My judgiest look. I’m still cute though.
Things like: OMG YOU’RE BACK! YOU’RE BACK! I MISSED YOU, I MISSED YOU! LET’S PLAY. NO, CUDDLE! NO, PLAY! NO, CUDDLE! YOU’RE BACK! YOU’RE BACK! YIPPEE DIPPEE WOO WOO WOO!!!!
Or something to that effect. I am a dog, after all.
We had some rain last weekend and the land is looking slightly refreshed. More rain is on the way, and it is still desperately needed. I decided to take some shots on one of our daily walks this past week.
More and more leaves are on the ground now.Water levels are still very low in the creek.Big Leaf maple leaves are changing.The ferns are turning bronze.Bowser and I agree the air smells (and tastes) delightful.There are some beautiful reflections in what’s left of the water in the forest pools.We are patiently waiting for the mushrooms to sprout again on this particular dead tree (The Palace of the Mushroom Fairy).And some of us are patiently posing waiting for a treat.