Let’s just say I need to pay way more attention for a day or three to what goes on under my feet than to what goes on in this Chinese Fire Drill of a world of ours.
All world and no play makes Fred a dull boy.
So today, other than slashing up some final-cropÂ tomatoes into freezer bags, I’m off duty. I leave you with this image I remember taking but not exactly where I took it.
I do recall it was some stuffy place where a grown man down on his knees in the foundation mulch probably entered the conversation around the water cooler. Whatever was he doing down there!
I am so lazy as to have made no attempt to identify this fungus, and have dubbed it the Toasted Marshmallow Mushroom. If you can give a Latin name, please do.