They come just once a year ... and few enough when they do. The days of Michigan trips and bushel baskets are over. Last year I found but one and was happy enough for that. This year I found six and was ecstatic. But a walk back to my favorite spot today (05/02) showed no more and I suspect the season has already ended.
Still, this is what I found this year:
This one on 4/28 ...
And the rest of these on 4/29 ...
This one was the prettiest. I'd say it's a "yellow" where the others are likely "gray's".
And so the season ends almost before it begins. But what a glorious few hours they were.
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