King Boletus, come meet us
What is it about large mushrooms that inspire song and poetry?
We went on a woodland stroll this evening in search of boletes. Paul found one in our neighborhood last night and started to get that crazy glint in his eye. Our one hour walk this evening turned into two. We have much to show for it, probably more than will fit into one batch of drying in the convection oven.
What is it about large mushrooms that inspire song and poetry?
We went on a woodland stroll this evening in search of boletes. Paul found one in our neighborhood last night and started to get that crazy glint in his eye. Our one hour walk this evening turned into two. We have much to show for it, probably more than will fit into one batch of drying in the convection oven.
When the moon hits your eye like a big bolete pie
That's amore ...
Old King BoletusOld Bichon happy in woods
Meet just once in life
1 comment:
With all the rain, they are growing so fast!
Jon's been picking every evening on his way home from work and running the dehydrator each night. The obsession returns! B looks so cute w/ the huge Bolete!
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