It was 50 degrees F and thinly cloudy this morning at 7:30 when I squeezed in a little ride on Discovery II to check on the amazing Amanita muscaria mushrooms.
And on the way looked at the fall-blooming white iris
The mushrooms, which I wasn’t sure had not been ravaged by some unfriendly or even indifferent source, were indeed there! Was encouraged as soon as I got close to see large, fresh individuals at the very north end of the stand of spruces.
For example, there were clusters of small and medium-sized mushrooms whose caps had split into flower-like shapes before they could form the inverted-umbrella that larger specimens often make.
Noticed that the ground-cover plants under the spruces did not seem to inhibit the mushrooms at all, contrary to what I’d supposed a few weeks ago, when there were so many fewer of them.
Loved seeing the bunches of round spiky ones crowded together.
But practiced letting go and kept the rich display in my mind and heart to get me over the day’s inevitable humps.