Fleshy, cream colored, and fenestrated, delicious Morels are hollow, with a bulbous fruit that seems to appear overnight, rising from the ground into sunlight after a rain. In April in Missouri we found them growing in a magical place beneath a giant sycamore tree, nestled into a surreal carpet of Virginia Bluebells. On the way in was…
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Farewell to Tarwathie
