94/366: Shrooms

With my Micro lens still on my camera, I hit the front lawn.  During the Surprise October Storm, we lost a not so beloved Locust tree.  Unfortunately, like most disasters, were were taken advantage of. 

The out of town tree guys promised to cut our tree and grind the stump, but not clear any wood from the lawn.  At the time, we did what we had to do.  And they left us with a barely ground stump of a very hard wooded tree.

In attempt to expedite the rotting process, we covered the stump with dirt.  We have grass growing on it and every spring, Tom takes an axe to it in hopes of diminishing the mound.

Not much luck there.  So, instead of a flat lawn, we have a mound of mushrooms.  Boy, those mushrooms love that spot.