Mushroom picking
Sunday, October 15th, 2006
It’s an early September morning with sun rays reflecting off the morning dew on spider webs, distant calls of a black woodpecker and the tweeting of crested tits high up the spruce trees. We slowly walk along our favourite forest path where I know mushrooms I’m after should grow. And sure enough, here is the first Cep (or Penny Bun as it’s also called). A bit further a bunch of yellow Chantarelle mushrooms is scattered amongst green moss. And more ceps, And more… We walk from one mushroom to another, and the basket is getting heavier and heavier. Read article »
