What to my wondering eyes did appear, but several fungi sprouts. I looked out our kitchen window the other morning, after a good bit of rain the day before, and saw that these mushrooms had popped out of the ground overnight. I can imagine the ground parting and the stems erupting into canopies of white. Such a striking contrast to the green grass and colored leaves beginning to fall to the ground.
There used to be a Ponderosa pine tree at this location, but I had to cut it down two years ago. The stump was ground down well into the earth and dirt plied over the spot, and grass planted. However, the fungi found exactly what they needed in the organic soil. The weather conditions must have been perfect, as well. I dared not try to eat any of these mushrooms for fear of poisoning or hallucinations! Besides, I don’t like mushrooms. I do find them fascinating to observe…so many shapes, sizes and colors.
After three days they were still standing tall…until I ran the lawn mower over them. All good things must come to an end-even unexpected mushrooms. Perhaps you might have tried one?