One of the joys of this time of the year in the Marsh, apart from warm fires and dark ale, is the Plethora of fungi. No where else have we seen such a huge variety of freaky shapes and colours in these strange creatures from the dark side.
I am sure, to the knowledgeable and the appreciative, these would provide a trove of culinary delights. Unfortunately Lily and I agree on this one culinary fact, mushrooms taste like death. Coupled with the fact that some of them can actually kill you, we content ourselves with looking. For an awesome literary investigation of the magic and symbolism of mushrooms try Gunter Grass' 'The Flounder'
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