Monday, November 13, 2006

Mushroom seasons

'Tis the mushroom season. I saw some grand ones in our village in France ... and only on leaving did I learn that I should have picked them and taken them to Pierre for identification. Then walking our old haunt of the bird reserve in Sandy brought us back in touch with some old favourites, including magnificent puffballs. On Hampstead Heath yesterday a small group of people hugging the earth had to be mushroomers - and indeed the final mushroom foray of the season was in play.
This image, of amanita, comes from my August hike down from the summit of Pikes Peak in Colorado. These are the classic mushrooms of fairytales - perhaps not surprising, since they are both highly dangerous and hallucinatory. Like French and the night sky, fungi are something I hope to learn more of one day.


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