I have a fascination with mushrooms and our yard, being part shade is absolutely full of them. Mushrooms are bizarre, and beautiful at the same time. I found these little gems while out picking wildflowers. Believe me, I did not even touch them! I do remember my Dad picking mushrooms from the ditches and bringing them in for Mom to cook -
which she would not do. So Dad would clean them, chop them, fry them and eat them all by himself! We kids would watch in horror, hoping that Mom's predictions would not come true! It really made an impression on me as Dad never cooked -
ever. He never did poison himself either.
"I confess, that nothing frightens me more than the appearance of mushrooms on the table, especially in a small provincial town."
~Alexandre Dumas, early 19th century~
