When is a mushroom not a mushroom? When it's the Deadly Nightshade. A few years back we had a couple of big puffballs come up in the garden. One was the size of a human head . The other was bigger. They grew that big in a couple of days. I picked the one that looked like a big ol' skull; Sliced and sauteed in olive oil with some garlic. I wanted it to speak for itself, so I left off with much other spices. What it said was rather tasteless, but it said it in a watery kind of way.
When we enter realms of limited experience and expertise we do well to avoid the more deadly pursuits. Something like plumbing, except perhaps high pressure steam lines, is not likely to kill us. The property damage can be extensive. Wild mushrooming can bring death in moments. Excruciating too. So let's use our best judgement today. "Fun's fun", as my mother used to say.
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