I just realized I missed Amanita muscaria season this year. Sigh. Perils of moving to a new place: when I lived in Bothell, I couldn’t miss them because they were these enormous red things popping up under the oak trees beside the road.
My move to the west side hasn’t been completely fungi-free, of course. This is western Washington. We have fungi everywhere. And I have new places to look at them.
Pipa and I found several specimens in Warren G. Magnuson Park. There was this large white one bounding up through the grass.
It may not be super-exciting and colorful, but it is large. Here is my hand bracketing it for scale. [Read more…]