After harvesting, cleaning, processing, eating, freezing, photographing my beloved chanterelles for over a month, it is maybe time to elope a little and have at least a careful look at what else is out there in the local woods.
Let’s keep it anonymous. I don’t know enough about mushrooms to tell you their names.
Nor do I know how safe they are. After all, I am just looking…
Their beauty is admittedly tempting, though.
Well, some of them look tastier than others.
And this one’s best days are over. To be continued…
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