There’s a spot in my neighborhood that is prime mushroom ground. About this time of year a bumper crop of them emerges and it’s glorious. I keep a weather eye out on that spot throughout the year just in case a fetching fungi is peaking up from the ground. Today on the way out of the neighborhood to run an errand I saw them. Naturally I had to stop by to say hello and take pictures. They live in a “pretty bit of wildness” where a creek passes through our subdivision and the road crosses over it on a bridge. Lots of bushes, trees, and wildflowers are concentrated there.. and also mushrooms. During the fall I like to take walks there to admire the foliage and the horseapples and check on the mushroom situation.
Here’s what we had in hand today. There was a nice variety of mushrooms to pick from…naturally I don’t have a favorite – I love them all. I was so excited to see all of their interesting forms.
Aren’t they lovely? I especially like the little ones that are hiding in the grass as if they’re shy of the world. They smelled really good. I don’t dare eat mushrooms from that are collected in the wild (or the neighborhood). I only eat ones from the grocery store. Though I do have some acquaintances that harvest their own as they go on hikes. In fact, a few weeks ago I saw a man walking in our neighborhood and he had a bag full of mushrooms he collected from down in the creekbank.
In my world, mushrooms are for photographing and pumpkins are for petting. Later in the afternoon my mom and I went for a hike in a local park. I’ll try to post pictures of the foliage when I get a next chance. It’s been a busy couple of weeks and will continue so for a bit longer. Meanwhile, I hope you enjoy the mushroom photographs!
Blessings to you,