Other Dark Friends are Here Too

Black Trumpets

Last year there was a drought.  I went out to my secret places regularly but never found a single black trumpet.  The year before, my friend Danielle and I found more than 30 pounds of them but last year, nothing.  So, when I came upon a colony of them, imagine my happiness!  It had been nearly two years since I’d seen them, my friends.  Plus, there is something very happy about a village of black trumpets.  I cut them with scissors so as not to disturb the root that connects the flower to the mycelium below and cut judiciously, just enough to eat and some to give away. Continue reading “Other Dark Friends are Here Too”