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I love mushrooms.
I’ve been hunting morels
Each day for a week.
And today I found some–
Did you hear me shriek?
Now my mouth is packed with mushrooms cheek to cheek.
Beat it, Bub!
No, I won’t share with you!
Don’t care if you
Love mushrooms, too–
I’m in heaven.
And my mouth’s so full
It’s impolite to speak.
And I know I’ve found
The happiness I seek
When my mouth is packed with mushrooms cheek to cheek.
First of the season. Only found a few today–enough to bread and fry and, because I’m better than my song, to share with Charlie and Mom. The season has begun! Stand back!
writing prompt: What would you brave snakes and ticks to go into the woods to find?
The first thing I found was this. Can you see it? I used not to be able to see four-leaf clovers, until my friend Jane, who could spot them at a distance, told me to look at the centers. You look at the center of a clover, and you can see the difference between a regular one and a polyform one. When we both lived in Louisville, I would always take her the first 4-leaf I found in spring, to say thanks for teaching me the pleasure of finding them. Now, I’ll have to send it to her by email.
In the woods, I didn’t think I was going to find any mushrooms. It’s been damp, but it’s turned chilly. But I persevered, and I found a goodly number, some of them quite large. Of course, I had some help: Al, our #4 daughter’s 17-year-old cat, and Joe, our #1 grandson’s Lab/Dalmatian.
I brought home my haul and made supper: salmon croquettes, peas, and the mushrooms in a cream sauce spooned over all.
Went to Mom’s and read her some of Terry Pratchett’s SMALL GODS.
When I got home, the TV was on, but nobody was in evidence. Then our #1 daughter’s husband came up from the basement: we were under a tornado warning. I called Mom and told her to turn on her television and maybe go to the basement, and I went down. #1 daughter and family don’t have a basement, so they come to ours when there’s severe weather. We never wanted Riley to be frightened, so we always called the shelter-taking “storm parties”. If we were going to be downstairs for any length of time, we took snacks and games. Now he brings his own games. He and his dad played several quick games of “The Eye of Horus”, and we talked and laughed.
The house didn’t blow away, and we all went our various ways.
A good day.
Writing prompt: What is a lucky charm for your main character/antagonist?
I went out yesterday and found some morels! These are the most luscious mushrooms, and the only ones I feel confident in gathering. Nothing looks like a morel, not even False Morels, really. I didn’t find a lot of them, but I found enough to tell me that the season is beginning. AND it rained last night, which means there will be more. I danced VERY carefully, because I didn’t want to step on any baby morels that hadn’t poked up through the leaves yet.
I also gathered a tick, but that goes with the territory. SIGH. Morels are definitely worth the risk.
Mom and I are going to visit my father’s cousin Jean today, who was Mom’s best friend in high school. When we get back–I’m off to the woods!
Writing prompt: What would your main character go into the woods to get?
I finally got a picture of those wild turkeys:
This is all the closer I could get to them. The INSTANT my hand TOUCHED the doorknob, the turkeys all flew down into the woods. They look kind of like peahens, don’t they?
I’ve also been mushrooming. Morels are the only ones I know by sight, so they’re the only ones I gather. This has been a good year for them.
I usually just braise them in butter but, if I don’t get many, I flour them and fry them in oil. It’s all good!