A few years ago, I was walking back from a deer bow hunt and was walking through a wildlife food plot of Elbon Rye. A neighbors cow had escaped and was feasting on the rye a few days before and had left it's calling card in this food plot. Anyway, there it was, a magic mushroom, it made me think of my younger days. Oh, the thoughts that ran through my mind. After giving it much thought while standing over this magic mushroom, I left it to grow. A couple of days later I was in that food plot again, and with that little devil that sets on my shoulder sometimes, I decided to give more consideration to what might happen if I made some tea. I was disappointed to find the mushroom had been eaten by one of the deer that frequent those food plots.
That little devil that sets on my shoulder sometimes gets me in a little trouble every once in a while.
Tracy
