Although we have had days in the 80○'s, the stop and go of the weather has drastically changed several of our Spring habits. Usually I go looking for Morel Mushrooms as a early April treat, sautéed Morels are one of the rewards for putting up with sudden rains, unexpected turkey hunters, muddy driveways, and the ever-present ticks. This year, by the end of April, I had found exactly 4 Mushrooms, 2 ok sized, 2 kind of small. Fried them up with some fresh eggs, and decided ok that's it for the year, just look forward to next year. Then Wednesday evening, 2 May, I spotted a large Morel near the horse pens. When I went to investigate, I found eight others going down the slope, all large, all freshly grown. Due to the nice size, these 9 mushrooms ended up weighing 2 pounds. Last evening I went looking in the same area. Nothing there. But after doing my evening chores, I spotted 6 more in a different area. They are washed and soaked and are now waiting the butter, basil with minced garlic, before they join the red peppers to create several stuffed omelets (ham, green onions, and Swiss cheese, YUM!). So even if the calendar says May 4th, my kitchen is about to proclaim it April, Mushroom Time!