|My first morel of 2013|
So I waited, and waited, my foraging bone aching for the arrival of our spring. Each time the flakes started to fall, there was a tiny part of me that feared it would never actually come. And then, suddenly, came the turn. Within two days time, the ground became shockingly green, and all the trees had leaves.
I can tell, summer is in a hurry to get here, so spring is being compressed into just a few short weeks, which only increases its amplitude. This year is a big spring, booming and shaking across the prairie. The asparagus is growing like mad, the few trees that still feel the urge to bloom are doing their best, and the mushrooms are making a good showing.
|Spring on a plate - asparagus, morels, and eggs with hollandaise.|
|See all of those nooks and crannies? It's like they were made for butter.|
|Heartbreak! Someone got to this morel before me.|
|Mochella esculenta, aka "blondies"|
|Pleurotus pulmonarius, oyster mushrooms|
|Oyster mushrooms on cottonwood stump|
|Calvatia booniana, giant western puffballs|
|Emerging shaggy mane, Coprinus comatus|
|Mature shaggy mane|