It's no dream Oregon Chanterelles are growing on the belly of the mountains.... I used to think I needed the sun to have fun. Rain was an inconvience, something to wait out, not wade in. The farmers needed it. I didn't. Rain meant i couldn't do things. It was the enemy of activity, the bane of beach b.b.q's, an imposition from above that didn't have the courtesy to call ahead. Mushrooms changed all that. Now when it rains. I can't wait to get out, to plunge into that pristine, misty realm of glisting freshness and fleeting fragrance to see what new wonders the earth has to offer. I love the fall in Oregon, bring on the rain.....
Pacific Golden Chanterelle ( Oregon State mushroom)
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