Ms. Birdie, the resident canine, and I were out for a long walk along the Great Miami River this morning. At one point she stopped to thoroughly sniff something on the ground when I happened to glance up ten or more feet. Growing on the side of an upright but totally dead tree on a very steep bank was an enormous Pheasant's Back or Dryad's Saddle mushroom. True to its name it looked like the back of a pheasant or a saddle a wood nymph might use. While I have seen very small version of this in this area I had never seen one quite this large.
Not only is walking good for the health and the soul but it can make one hungry. Suddenly I was craving mushrooms.
There will be mushrooms for dinner tonight and an Oregon Pinot Noir. Since there was no way to reach the ones in the picture I stopped by a local market and came home with a large handful of morels. Dinner will be very good tonight.
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