The morning search produced more morels than I expected.

Nine more to go with the seven last night. Enough to saute in olive oil, butter and garlic for an extra special lunch today.
I plated them with fried potatoes and a pair of over-easy eggs garnished with chives cut from the home pot on the front steps.
Life is good.

Where is the asparagus?
If I had found some already, you would have seen it here. A better search is planned today.