When I was a kid I would marvel at the speed with which mushrooms manage to grow. I would also take great pleasure in trying to squash as many underfoot as possible. I liked the satisfying moisty mush it made in the grass after I had trampled on it. Friends of ours stayed with us not too long ago, and one of them had taken quite a fancy to taking pictures of mushrooms. We went for a hike, and I found myself peeling my eyeballs for as many mushrooms as I could.
Oscar and I watched a documentary called "Know Your Mushrooms" a few weeks back.. there is a LOT to know. For instance this festival attracts THOUSANDS of mushroom fanatics a year, and all they talk about is mushrooms.
This little guy lives outside my door. While I pass him every day and give him a little smile (inside my head of course), I am desperately fighting the urge to pummel him...
irish word for mushroom is fas aon oiche...meaning grow in one night/overnight
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