No, no, nothing like that. This is a family blog. Just a couple of garden notes from around the ‘hood.
First, our friend Matt over on Ashworth tells us he started trying to cultivate morel mushrooms at home, carefully laying the spores on a bed of manure, ash and other select medium. It’s not an easy undertaking, as evidenced by the fact that morel mushrooms have never been successfully farmed on a large scale. Virtually all the morels you eat are foraged.
So imagine Matt’s surprise when he stepped out his door this week and discovered, growing between the cracks of his Wallingford sidewalk (where no forest fire has primed the earth in some time), two healthy, lush morel mushrooms (right). We’re assuming he’s smart enough to know the difference between morels and false morels (or that his wife Jo has Mr. Yuck on speed dial).
Second garden note: have you noticed all the dead rosemary plants around the neighborhood? Take a look next time you take a walk, you will. We suspected Rosemary Blight, but it turns out we made that up, there is no such thing. This is the not the first time we have been so mistaken.
Instead, our horticultural friend Briar Bates informed us that the hard winter we had wiped out rosemary across the Western Washington.
If you’ve got a live one, take good care. She’s precious.