Well, start to write a couple more I suspect. But also begin handling my hawk, clean out pigeons, pay attention to my bored hounds....
But first-- as the drought has broken and the monsoons returned, off to the San Mateo Mountains to hunt Boletus edulis, the uncrowned king of mushrooms; the cepe; porcini. We had such a good harvest three years ago we are just running out now, but we need to fill at least three five- gallon jars with dried slices. Below, scenes from other years...
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Congrats on finishing this one- I look forward to reading it!
Weekend before last, southern mountains were still too dry for mushrooms. Last weekend, the Jemez was also a little dry and (based upon finding some slippery jacks and aspen boletes) perhaps a little early.
Rain every day for 3 weeks, Mike! If they aren't up they soon will be.
So inspiring! Got to get back to the White Mountains soon. 3 weeks ago 9 days camping at the edge of the Baldy Wilderness, running Genie and Gwen, a little fishing, enjoying the rain practically every day. Early mushrooms veined unidentifiables. Genie found a brood of blue grouse. Got to visit soon. Best to Libby and the wonderful critters and the place you call home. Bill
Congratulations on the book. We went mushroom-hunting today too—I'll be posting about that.
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