finding a mushroom village – autumn in sugarbush park
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“mushrooms were the roses in the garden of that unseen world,
because the real mushroom plant was underground.
the parts you could see – what most people called a mushroom –
was just a brief apparition. a cloud flower.”
-margaret atwood, the year of the flood
oyster mushrooms at play in their natural habitat
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foraging for mushrooms in the late autumn shade in the woods
hunting in nooks and crannies, logs, trees, mossy patches
there we met a few fungi along with their mold and lichen cousins
luckily my daughter and grandies have studied a lot about mushrooms
why i’m here to tell my story.
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“on the subject of wild mushrooms,
it is easy to tell who is an expert and who is not;
the expert is the one who is still alive.”
donal henahan
if i were really, really, ridiculously wealthy,
i wouldn’t buy a mansion,
just tiny apartments in every city i love.
-mara wilson
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ann arbor, michigan, usa – summer 2018
in keeping with the food theme of the month
and lucky timing
i visited mushroom park
as part of my ann arbor park walk
and there i found
a wonderful unique park
smack dab in the middle of a neighborhood
surrounded by
a group of small rolling grassy berms
once i walked through the path between the little hills
there was a sweet little playground
and a series of
interesting psychedelic painted ceramic mushrooms
it had a very special feel about it
i kept expecting to cross paths with a gnome or fae folk
instead i found a colorful hand-painted rock
one had left behind
and if i had to guess
i’d say that this charming little park
just may have been created in the ’60s.
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“i’m just some lunatic macaroni mushroom, is that it?”
-joe pesci
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credits: mushroominfo.com, national food days/months
“nature alone is antique and the oldest art a mushroom.”
– thomas carlyle
I didn't have my glasses on.... 