Back when I was hunting for morels earlier this year, I stumbled upon this grisly scene. You would think as thick as deer are in this area, (thicker than flies on a pile of manure on a hot day), that I would see more of these remains but this is probably only the second time in my life I have found a full set of deer bones. Most of the time, I see dead deer with their hides still covering their bones and before it turns to dust or just a few bones, the rest scattered far and wide by scavengers.
I find it remarkable that although different, all skeletal remains are remarkable similar. There are spines, skulls, ribs and four appendages, a head up front and a butt in back and yet we are totally different species. We can evolve and yet our evolution still has constraints. Anyway, I'm guessing there will be nothing here to see by the time mushroom madness begins next year.