|ALLISON AND GRANDPA|
|LEAVE ONLY FOOTPRINTS|
|NODDING TRILLIUM BERRY|
Friday, 7;45 AM. 60 degrees F, wind W, calm. The sky is blue, the humidity is 50%, and the barometer predicts partly cloudy skies. It will be a fine day.
Yesterday we drove down to the Delta Diner for lunch. It is always fun and they have a rather eclectic menu, so we all ate our fill of whatever turned us on, to the point that we only wanted a light supper. It was, as usual, a nice drive back on the National Forest road 240, from Hwy 2 to Hwy C . Plans have changed, so Leslie and Allison are flying back to Texas on Monday (from Minneapolis). We are glad to have them a few more days.
The bear got into the neighbor’s garbage again, stepped in paint or something similar and left a trail back to the woods. Big bear. Keep the garage door closed.
I have a nodding Trillium in the front yard (Trillium cernuum, in the Lily family) that has borne fruit; its characteristic, ridged red berry. Some sources say it is edible, some say it is not. It evidently had some feminine uses in American Indian herbal medicine. It is a nice looking berry, probably seldom seen because it is hidden under the leaves; the fruit encloses several small seeds, and the fleshy pulp resembles that of a ripe plum and does not have an objectionable taste, but I do not suggest eating it.