Before the sun had even risen over the Live Oak trees, I placed myself upon the ground, to thank on bended knee, and clear to me was given thereThe sight of chanterelles between the trees. I crawled along the dew moistened ground to search the forest floor for these chanterelles emerging to be found. Lo and behold these golden beauties well hidden on the ground, small in size yet firmly glued to the Earth . I breathed on them a blessing tonight ~a full moon to grow on.
GreenMan Diary
Mikael L’Andre