All posts tagged wild mushrooms
Posted by Sharon on January 12, 2016
I had not intended to blog about Florida again because we are, as usual, spending the winter here. The biggest treat is having time with family.
Unfortunately, I had to do a factory reset on my phone and haven’t downloaded all the photos yet. I’m waiting for our next data cycle. So there will be no photos to share of the lovely 80 degree Christmas celebrated in shorts at Gail’s screened porch.
So I’ll just share my available photos taken at random, and let the captions tell the story…. which is, it’s CHILLY down here now!
BTW, our water pump went out and our toilet needs replacing. I have them ordered and Gail and I will do the mods when we get back to her house in a week or so.
Posted by Sharon on January 10, 2016
I was outside when the sun was too high, so I hope you enjoy the subjects of the photos. The pictures themselves aren’t great.
I suppose first I’ll tell you the adventure part, as the photos are pretty self-explanatory. I set out toward the back of our property, heading toward the area that is the best mushroom habitat around, by a little steep-banked creek. I never made it that far. There were many blowdowns, thick underbrush, hills and a steep ravine. I didn’t make it back that far, either!
I did make it a few hundred steeply sloped feet. I found several varieties of LBM’s (little brown mushrooms) that the experts have difficulty identifying. I also found a couple of medium tan-colored mushrooms that I intended to try to identify when I got back to the house. And several tiny orange mushrooms that looked a little chanterellish, but it’s way too early for them. They went in my bag to identify, too.
(But — pink ladyslippers are blooming! They were my consolation prize.)
Anyway, I got very tired and out of breath, so decided I’d better head (uphill) home. I climbed one little ridge, and that was it. I sat down on a thick cushion of forest duff and hyperventilated for a while.
I was going to stay there until I recuperated, but then I heard some of the dogs that run free around here sounding like they were fighting. That REALLY scared me, so I bushwacked over blowdowns, greenbrier, blackberry bushes, sapling trees… until I couldn’t go any farther.
This time I found a nice log to sit on. I beat on it with my hiking pole and prodded around to make sure there were no nasty critters under it, sat down, and the log cracked and sent me tumbling.
So I phoned Ron and told him where I was and asked him to bring me my inhaler. After using that, I felt better. And after resting a while, we made it home.
Exhausted, I threw the mushrooms I had planned to identify in the trash, too tired to mess with them, and crashed for a long nap.
So, apparently the COPD is getting worse… which means stick to easy trails and always carry my inhaler.
Before I headed into the woods I saw a couple of bull thistles with flower stalks and unopened flowers. At this stage the prickly flower stalks are downy and can be easily held with bare fingers.
I had them in my mushroom basket, so did put them into the refrigerator before I crashed.
When I got up, it was an easy job to scrape the down off the flower stalks and pop them in the pan with my chicken stew. At this young stage they have a very mild celery flavor, and they didn’t add anything to the dish I was cooking except fun.
When the stalks get older, they get prickly and hollow. I hold them with a pair of needle-nose pliers and peel off the prickles with a pocket knife. They have an intense celery flavor and are much better for cooking. They get tough at that stage though, so need to be sliced thinly then.
So today was a good news-bad news day.
Oh, I almost forgot! I saw the plastic surgeon this morning who will be tightening up my droopy eyelids which is supposed to improve my vision significantly. I hope it does. But I’m secretly thrilled that my eyes will look better, too!
Posted by Sharon on April 22, 2015
At last! We found mushrooms today. Unfortunately, all of them except the shaggy stalk bolete and the orange amanitas were in various stages of decomposition.
The shaggy stalk bolete is edible, but not great. We left it to spread its spores and hopefully produce more.
The smooth orange mushrooms (with the white sac-like volvas) MIGHT be American Caesar mushrooms (aka Amanita jacksonii) which are said to be edible and delicious. However, I’m not willing to bet my life against a horribly painful, long drawn out death to risk eating anything in the amanita family, especially when I am not absolutely certain of my ID. According to the literature, A jacksonii is supposed to have yellow gills. These look too white to me.
We also saw a group of 2 does and 4 twin fawns. And we found a wild persimmon tree whose unripe ruit has a long way to go before becoming sweet and delicious. The campground is rapidly filling up for the weekend. But today was relaxed and pleasant. We met some lovely people, and Sheba made friends young and old. 🙂
Posted by Sharon on August 1, 2014
One of the challenges of trying to learn mushrooms’ names is that they keep changing. By the time a book is published, the mushroom’s name may have been popped from one genus into another — and sometimes back again. And sometimes they just change the name altogether based on new studies.
So species’ names can be a nightmare to get right!
Remember the purple mushroom I posted a photo of a few days ago? I thought I had the name aced. Then Dave, the mushroom expert on my board wrote this:
There is a southern NA species that looks just like Cortinarius iodes, except it isn’t. The name is Cortinarius iodiodes (not kidding), which means “looks like Cortinarius iodes.” The difference between the two species is strictly academic.
We’ve been going back and forth trying to identify this yellow suillus. The concensus is that it’s probably a Chicken Fat Suillus (Suillus americanus), even though it is supposed to be very slimy. And the ones
I’ve found are not at all slimy. Also, going by the color descriptions in the books doesn’t help a lot.
The following is from Michael Kuo’s Mushroom Expert site:
… depending on the amount of sunlight and the precipitation the color of individual fruiting bodies varied from one weather period to the next (even in a single day).
Or as Dave Fischer, the author of Edible Wild Mushrooms of North America, once emailed me in response to my question about why one of my mushroom photos didn’t look like the same mushroom in his book: “They don’t know that they are supposed to look exactly like the ones in the book.” 😀
Posted by Sharon on August 28, 2013
Ron was trimming brush at the edge of our yard today when I noticed something white in a tree out back. On closer inspection, it proved to be a young bearded tooth mushroom. It was WAY up in the tree. There’s no way I could get it to turn it into tonight’s cuisine. 🙂
The funny thing is, the tree looked healthy from the yard and I was curious why a mushroom was growing on it. But when I got out there, I found that it has a huge hollow inside. So that explains how the tree was weakened.
And just so the non-mushroom lovers aren’t too grossed out, I’ll include a photo of cute little wildflowers that were growing beneath the mushroom tree. 🙂
The others are photos of some of the mushrooms I’ve found over the past week. I haven’t had time to do any serious study, but I have them all identified as to genus but two. I’ll worry about narrowing their IDs down when I have the time.
Posted by Sharon on July 27, 2013
I am still dragging my feet on making the curtains for the Casita’s new door window. It’s because I don’t have enough fabric to do what I want to do, and I know I will not be happy with the result.
What I want to do with my brown and white striped fabric is make deep pleats so that the pleats will be solid brown, with the stripes visible on the rest of the panel. However, I am going to have to make shallow pleats that will show a white stripe in the top border. It really shouldn’t matter since they will only be up at night for privacy.
Anyway, I will have to get them done this coming week because we are planning to go camping July 22.
I had not planned to put up my hummingbird feeder this year since we hope to be gone so often. But the other day I was sitting out on the back deck when a hummingbird flew right up to me and hovered in my face. I thought he may have remembered that there was a feeder there last year.
So I went inside, boiled sugar water, let it cool, and rehung the feeder. The next morning two of the little birds were back performing their aerial dogfights, running into each other, chest bumping, and all the other hilarious, mean things they do to keep the others away from THEIR feeder.
I might have considered the hummingbird “telling” me to fill the feeder a fluke if it weren’t for another episode a few years ago. At that time, we kept the feeder out front where we sat in the shade in late afternoons. One day I heard the most insistent chattering. I looked up, and a little hummingbird was looking right at me, jumping up and down on the branch, chattering angrily and loudly — pitching a temper tantrum, it appeared.
So I went inside, filled the feeder, and as soon as I rehung it, the little hummer made a beeline for it.
It’s so funny to realize that such a tiny bird can communicate and tell me what to do!
My hosta has not bloomed in several years, probably due to the drought. But this year, to my surprise, it’s blooming again!
The main reason I haven’t posted in the past week is that, since our drought is in the past, mushrooms are popping up everywhere! I spend hours photographing them, taking spore prints, processing the photos, poring through my books and the net trying to identify them, then posting them on my mushroom board for ID confirmation.
So far I am thrilled with how well I am doing at IDing them. I almost always get them in the right genus, and often get them down to specific species. It’s like solving puzzles to me, and I really love learning those little guys’ names!
Posted by Sharon on July 14, 2013