You either “get” Morels… or you don’t…literally!
When some of my friends (who shall remain nameless) hear me talking about Morels, they think I’m trying to start some deep philosophical conversation about the nature of goodness & evil, or whether you should lie to protect a friend (aka…morals). They prepare to debate the value of virtue or the honor in honesty. While this may be an interesting way to spend an afternoon…
All I want to do is find a mushroom to go with my dinner!
It’s Morel season in Northern Michigan & that means it’s time to go hunting. To the uninitiated, it seems a simple task. Grab a decent pair of shoes, some bug spray, a compass, a net bag & you’re good to go. Truly, all those things help but seasoned Morel hunters know the real secret…
Focus! Absolute attention, complete concentration, & serious single-mindedness.
Armed with all that, I set out the other day to hunt the mighty Morel.
This is not a Morel…it’s a trillium. And this is not a Morel…just a cool fungus thing on a tree. This is also not a morel…it’s a Spring Beauty. You guessed it…not a Morel…Marsh Marigolds. Cool map looking thing on a log. A “wannabe” Morel…A Beefsteak mushroom. And Jacob’s Ladder. And Dutchman’s Britches. Another cool tree fungus thing. Jack in his Pulpit. Oh, yeah… So now you know my secret.
Focus, always focus!
If you click on the link here, you will find a map to my secret morel spot.
Really? You thought I’d share?
Me…I’m off to do some serious sauté – ing!!!