Père Lachaise Cemetery: beautifully creepy

Père Lachaise Cemetery: beautifully creepy

I might die right now, next to Jim Morrison’s grave. That’d be just about right. My head is splitting. Hard to focus my eyes. But I must document the beauty that is death. Apropos that I feel like it. Continue reading Père Lachaise Cemetery: beautifully creepy

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Chanterelle inaugural

Chanterelle inaugural

And then it happens. I find my very first edible mushroom: a perfect, medium-sized white chanterelle. It’s 3:15P.M. P.S.T. I’m not sure what it feels like to find a nugget of gold. I’ve never caught a 50-lb king salmon. I can tell you what finding one of my favorite mushrooms feels like: winning Lotto. And, nature provides it. I don’t make it–merely find it. The fungus is among us. Continue reading Chanterelle inaugural