For once I have no desire to classify, name, assort, capture, or even identify for eating (although I do have a vivid memory of my only time mushroom hunting, conducted by a German fellow publisher in the forests of Denmark, mostly because the morels we found tasted unbelievably good sauted in butter). Just enjoy these marvellous images.
Maine infected me at the age of 12, in Brunswick, on a family trip from Minnesota. The bug was more or less dormant until I moved to Boston in the late 70s, spread a little in flirtations with the mountains and lakes of New Hampshire and Vermont, and now, with the bemused tolerance of my wife Cynthia Dockrell, has set in without cure.
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- Jim Krosschell
- Retired publishing executive ecstatic with the idea of spending most of his time on the coast of Maine
Monday, October 18, 2010
Mushrooms
On our recent hikes through the north woods, we came upon a wonderful variety of mushrooms.
For once I have no desire to classify, name, assort, capture, or even identify for eating (although I do have a vivid memory of my only time mushroom hunting, conducted by a German fellow publisher in the forests of Denmark, mostly because the morels we found tasted unbelievably good sauted in butter). Just enjoy these marvellous images.

For once I have no desire to classify, name, assort, capture, or even identify for eating (although I do have a vivid memory of my only time mushroom hunting, conducted by a German fellow publisher in the forests of Denmark, mostly because the morels we found tasted unbelievably good sauted in butter). Just enjoy these marvellous images.
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