could be a good year for fungus, or so I have been advised by the
gathering at the engine parts store just this side of town. Sadly
the complexity associated with determining poisonous-ness in mushrooms
results in a wariness that is wise.
I recall a story
recounted by a customer of mine in Buckinghamshire, England. During
the First World War food was rationed. A kitchen garden supplemented
diet. And sometimes people were tempted by the green leaves of
rhubarb. Twenty one years later, at the dawn of the Second World
War, government literature warned against eating the green leaves of
rhubarb. If eaten in large enough quantities it was poisonous and
could even be fatal.
My customer's Grandfather however,
in the First World War had acquired a taste for the green leaves of rhubarb,
and he encouraged the family to ignore penny-ante government trivia and bow
to experience. Some family members became quite ill but the old man
My informant at the engine parts store
just this side of town advised me that Black Trumpets can be found this time
of the year. A whale of an addition to bacon and eggs, he told
me. And I figured him a man who would cheerfully show me how to
put a compression fitting on the brake line that has been proving so
troublesome. A simple repair which, apparently, is against the law.