I just realized that I snubbed mushrooms during this year's Thanksgiving feast, so to to appease the mushroom gods I'm giving them their own blog post today.
I took these photos a few weeks ago, all within a few feet of our mailboxes by the neighbors' cow pasture. Each cluster reminded me of a little mushroom village.
The Pacific Northwest is famous for its plethora of mushrooms, thanks to our damp, dark climate. We are loaded with mushroom clubs and individuals who forage for morels, chanterelles and "magic" mushrooms.
(Sorry for the blurriness of these last few.)
I am definitely not an expert on 'shrooms, except for eating them, so if any of you can identify the ones in the photos I'd welcome your comments. Any mycologists out there?
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