Now that I officially live in Northern Michigan I can go shroomin whenever I like. Today I walked around Lance's dad's property for a few minutes and found all of these white morals. I really really wish dad didn't live 4 hours away because I am itching to find Grandpa De Jonge's cabin way back in the woods and go shroomin around it for a few days. I can't wait to throw these little buggers in a frying pan with some butter...yum!!