The mushroom season apparently begins immediately after Halloween. The
next morning they had sprouted everywhere. Along my short walk to work
there are trails of mushrooms varying in size from my smallest fingertip
to a dinner plate. The caps vary in texture from fibrous and leafy to
spongecake. Some are flat and some are domed and some are even concave.
Some are round and some are irregular organic shapes. Colours range from
beige, tan, chocolate, to tangerine through scarlet. Some form randomly
and some in little fairy trails. Some I recognize from childhood hikes
with my naturalist aunt, but most are foreign to me. I don't recall
mushrooms in Ontario looking like the illustrations in children's
fairytale books. I'd would like to know more. An industrious colleague
goes on mushroom gathering walks to make gourmet meals. Less innocent
friends know how to gather them for other purposes. Are they dangerous?
Do I have to watch where I walk least I track psychotropic chemicals on
my shoes? By 6:00 pm when I walk home, it is quite dark. There are no
streetlights here, except at intersections. I carry little turtle-shaped
LEDs, but that's really not sufficient. I'll have to get the BIG flash
light out already. Mainly I worry about falling in the ditch or turning
my ankle.
Today I went swimming before work and began to tackle
the gravity data. Maybe as a treat for ceasing to procrastinate on both
issues, I'll go home early. :) If I'm lucky, the awaited Halloween
package will finally be there.
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