#red bolete mushroom

[kozi-ism]

More mushrooms from camping this summer~

[julianplum]

🍄 🐌 🐸 🌿 ✨ // mushroom garden // gouache on hot press paper

[memoriesofthepark]

Red-cracking Bolete 》 Xerocomellus chrysenteron

Caddo Lake State Park, Texas, 3 Aug. 2024

[colorsoutofearth]

Mushrooms by Guy Edwardes

Top left & top right: Amethyst deceiver (Laccaria amethystina)

Bottom left: Green elf-cup (Chlorosplenium aeruginascens)

Bottom right: Scarletina bolete (Boletus luridiformis)

[lake-lady]

Baorangia bicolor or two-colored bolete, edible but easily confused with the poisonous curry bolete 🍣

[mycoblogg]

hi hello!!! i found these mushrooms by one of my school’s running tracks and i’m curious if you know what these are. They’re not big boys. also if it helps i live in the state of georgia usa. if you cannot feel free to remove this ask idm!

heya !! since these lovely mushrooms are quite young i cannot yet be 100% certain. however, if you'll indulge me, i think i have a good guess -

butyriboletus regius or the royal bolete. :-)

thank you for the submission<3 take care !!

[gardenofmushrooms]

The storms in my area made all sorts of cool mushrooms grow but they were destroyed when people mowed their lawns

[foundfeast]

Mushroom Journal | 07.01.24

My walk had a color scheme yesterday

[noseysilverfox]

October 2024

🍄Ruby bolete (lat. Hortibolétus rubéllus). An edible mushroom that has no poisonous counterparts. It prefers to grow in oak forests, it's rare.

The color of the hat is noteworthy. It depends on the age of the mushroom: at first, the hat is bright red, but as it grows, the shade becomes darker and more complex: wine, reddish-brown, cherry, with notes of olive or brown🍂

🍄Моховик красный или боровик, болет красный (лат. Hortibolétus rubéllus). Съедобный гриб, не имеющий ядовитых двойников. Предпочитает расти в дубравах, встречается редко.

Примечателен цвет шляпки. О�� зависит от возраста гриба: сначала шляпка ярко-красная, но по мере роста оттенок становится более темным и сложным: винным, красно-бурым, вишневым, с нотами оливкового или коричневого🍂

[mequestrianequipment]

UPDATE WITH CC LINKS

Hello everyone! I just wanted to share a quick update with you. Due to some recent events in my life, I haven't had much time to work on my computer. However, I will still be creating cc and sharing it with you. In the meantime, I'll be linking it here as I don't know when the website will be ready. Thanks for your understanding!

Here are the links to my trees:

Birch Set 1: Download

Silver Birch: Download

Birch Set 2: Download

Confier Set 1: Download

Forest Pine Tree: Download

Here are the links to my plants and grasses:

Lingonberry Plants Set: Download

Heath Set: Download

Blueberry Plants Set: Download

Dry Blueberry Plants Set: Download

Grass Set 1: Download

Rhododendron: Download

Forest Pine Plant: Download

Here are the links to my bushes:

Dwarf Pine Set 1: Download

Dwarf Pine Set 4: Download

Dwarf Pine Set 2: Download

Dwarf Pine Set 3: Download

Hazel Set: Download

Here are the links to my details:

Pine Cones Set: Download

Pine Broken Branch Set: Download

Mountain Branch Set: Download

Forest Pine Log Set: Download

Anthill: Download

Here are the links to my rocks:

Big Rocks: Download

Small Rocks: Download

Here are the links to my mushrooms:

Saffron Milkcap Mushroom Set: Download

Scarletina Bolete Mushroom Set: Download

Sickener Mushroom Set: Download

Rufous Milkcap Mushroom Set: Download

Red Belted Conk Mushroom Set: Download

Mushroom Red Cracking Bolete: Download

Pennybun Mushroom Set: Download

Mushroom Puffball: Download

Mushroom False Chanterelle: Download

Mushroom Destroying Angel: Download

Mushroom Deadly Skullcap: Download

Mushroom Darkening Brit: Download

Mushroom Birch Bolete: Download

Fly Amanita Mushroom Set: Download

Bay Bolete Mushroom Set: Download

Flirt Mushroom Set: Download

Here is the link to my window:

Window Set 1: Download

Here are the links to my fences:

Electric Fence 1 (2 Rail) CAW: Download

Electric Fence 1 (2 Rail): Download

Electric Fence 1 (3 Rail) CAW: Download

Electric Fence 1 (3 Rail): Download

Here are the links to the dapple markings:

Dapple Marking 1: Download

Dapple Marking 2: Download

Dapple Marking 3: Download

Dapple Marking 4: Download

Dapple Marking 5: Download

Dapple Marking 6: Download

Dapple Marking 7: Download

Dapple Marking 8: Download

Dapple Marking 9: Download

Dapple Marking 10: Download

Here are the links to my stalls:

Internal stable Hamburg: Download

Internal stable Berlin: Download

Here are the links to my stalls:

Internal stable Hamburg: Download

Internal stable Berlin: Download

Here are the links to my decorations:

Hay cube feeder: Download

If anything is missing, DM me, and I will take care of it.

[blue-jisungs]

bodyguard

[ song inspo ! ] bodyguard by beyonce

[ req ! ] yes! here<3 i hope u like it hehe

[ summary ! ] fall trip w bf intak

[ word count ! ] 1218

[ author's note ! ] listen i would never think id EVER write a fanfic abt going mushroom picking w an idol but here we are. and if this concept is very strange and weird to u... well, its a normal thing in slavic countries id say ESP here, in poland!! however, please DO research or consult a professional if u wanna consume the shrooms u picked!! they can be misleading sometimes, lil devils >:)

also, it’s the last post for the november jam session:( let me know if you enjoyed it!

the crisp fall air filled your lungs, the breeze swaying your hair. intak just grinned, taking a quick look at you. one hand on the steering wheel, the other in yours. fingers intertwined, he squeezed your hand gently. 

“man, i love fall so much” you sighed dreamily, eyes scanning the trees that you were passing by. intak wasn’t going too fast so you could admire the view. leaves in a variety of colors adorning the brown boughs. oranges, reds, yellows danced in a swirl moved by a gust of wind. the road was uneven; however, the muddy road made no resistance to your jeep. 

“do you want some tea?” you asked and reached for the flash bottle, in which you earlier prepared earl grey with honey and lemon. 

intak hummed and let go of your hand to grab it. 

you watched him take a sip, the temperature of the tea perfect. it didn’t burn his tongue nor was too cold. he let out a dramatic sigh of satisfaction and handed you back the flask.

“delicious” intak grinned and soon enough his warm hand was back in yours “the gps says we’re gonna be there in a second but we can stop wherever, sweetheart”

“let’s just leave our car nearby this path, i don’t wanna get lost” you hummed and pointed at the spot in front of you. 

this forest had a visible path, probably a lot of other people going here as well. there was some space to leave the car so it wouldn’t be on the way. 

intak followed your instructions and turned off the car, leaving. you did too, stretching widely with a satisfied groan. 

you took a deep sigh, the smell of forest filled your lungs. you glanced around, adoring the sway of colors nearer you now. even being able to touch the leaves, you crouched and gathered a couple of them. the texture a bit dry and flaky beneath your fingers, you creeped to intak and threw them at him with a giggle. 

your boyfriend let out a surprised yelp when they touched his face and fell on him. a big, red and yellowish leaf stayed on his shoulder. 

still chuckling, you swept it off him with a grin. intak was just looking at you, smitten – his smile was just screaming that he’s whipped. but he always looked at you that way. 

“let’s go, hm? i’m really excited” he asked and his hand found yours but you pulled away. 

“and did you bring the basket?” you asked and turned around to go take it. 

picking mushrooms seemed like a weird date idea. but intak didn’t protest, no. quite the opposite, he got really invested. two or three weeks prior he started researching the types of mushrooms and how to identify them. for example, most mushrooms with sponges underneath their caps are edible. those with gills – not really. there are exceptions though, like chanterelles… they are a quite interesting species: they have so called “false gills” and due to that they are considered edible– 

“takie, here! come on!” you yelped with excitement and dragged intak into the forest. 

you had your coat and rain boots on, ready to hunt for some mushrooms. intak thought you looked absolutely adorable.

“i hope they left some for us, we’re kinda late” you sighed dramatically, stepping over a big branch in the ground. the fallen leaves were crunching underneath your feet. technically speaking, the mushroom picking season wasn’t over yet but passionate pickers more often than not go hunting the day mushrooms start to grow.

“i see a bolete!” he yelped suddenly and kneeled down, causing you to stop in your tracks. 

kneeling down next to him, you observed him precisely twist the mushroom gently. a little bit to the left, then a little bit to the right… slowly but surely… and soon enough it was out from the ground. after putting it gently into your basket, he covered the spot with dirt and leaves. 

“i heard it’s better to cover back the ground to allow the mycelium to continue growing” he looked at you with a huge smile, noticing your shocked expression “what?”

“nothing” you laughed, poking his side “you’re just so professional!” 

he scoffed and stood up, offering you his hand. you took it.

“look, i know we’re going to let my grandpa check the mushrooms but i still wanted to make sure we don’t pick any poisonous ones” he grinned and leaned to dust off your knees from dirt. “now let’s keep looking here. they often grow nearby”

after two hours or so you and intak had almost two full baskets of various mushrooms. their caps created a colorful spread of different shades of brown. they were big, small… some had long and thin stalls, whereas others were thick. 

intak opened the trunk of the car and hid the treasure safely on the passenger seat. then, he grabbed a red and white checkered blanket and called you to the back. 

helping you sit in the trunk, he later joined you. sun started slowly setting down and you had a perfect view over the forest. 

your boyfriend draped the warm blanket over you, love beaming in his ebony eyes. you grinned and leaned quickly to give him a quick kiss on the cheek, which was cold. he should’ve worn a warmer scarf, you thought. 

you scooted closer, thigh next to his. your legs were swinging in the air happily and you started searching for his hand underneath the blanket. you felt him move it away with a boyish giggle and you just whined.

“don’t be a meanie” with a huff, you leaned again and grabbed his hand. with dramatic force you intertwined your fingers together, a spark of warmth spreading through your body. 

“you know…” he started, voice low. he took his sweet time to wrap his arm around you and pull you even closer, head naturally resting on his shoulder. you both stared in silence at the sunset, pinks and oranges blending into one on the sky. the shadows of the trees danced on the ground, getting longer and longer. you kept looking at the sky, colors gradually shifting. “sometimes i hold you closer just to know you’re real” 

you slowly turned around, just to meet his eyes. it was so cliche but intak was already staring at you; your beauty outshining the sunset. 

with a gentle smile you moved your head to kiss him. your lips crashing on his softly. soon enough his free hand went to cup your cheek. it was warm, a bit calloused but oh, so perfect against your skin. with a swipe of his tongue, intak dominated the kiss - but not in an aggressive way. it was his way of expressing his love. 

you didn’t even realize when you became breathless, only when he pulled away with pink dusted face and a lopsided smile. 

“i’ll take the wheel, i know the route to your grandma’s house. you should rest, my bodyguard” you teased and gave him a final peck, returning to rest your head against his shoulder. 

the sky was darker now, sun hanging lower above the forest. but the golden sunlight still framed your face in such a way, that intak couldn’t help but grin foolishly… and consider kneeling soon. 

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[discopaddock]

MUSHROOMING - CARLOS SAINZ JR.

PAIRING: carlos sainz jr. x fem!reader

WORDS: 432

GENRE: fluff

NOTE: i need to go mushrooming as soon as autumn comes 🥱🍂 english isn't my first language, so im sorry for any mistakes

WARNINGS: carlos is a little bit upset but only once, toadstools

Y/N and Carlos stood at the entrance of the forest with wicker baskets and little knives in their hands.

“You sure this is legal, cariño?” he asked, looking at his girlfriend unconvinced.

“Of course! But there are some mushrooms that you'll eat only once in your life” she joked and started going into the forest.

“What do you mean “only once in your life”?” Carlos chased her, because he didn't start walking in the same moment as she didn't because of her joke, which had made him mindless.

“I mean that some mushrooms are poisonous” she sighed and rolled her eyes. Sometimes she really could see how her beloved Spaniard was a privileged boy from a wealthy family and she was only a village girl from a family of moderate means.

“THEY ARE POISONOUS?!” he shouted and Y/N only hit his head.

“You can't scream in the forest, a lot of animals live here” she scolded him for his scream and he only took a deep breath to calm down.

Y/N grabbed his hand and squeezed it a little with a grin on her face. “Come on, Carlitos” she said and led him through the forest.

“You're completely sure this isn't dangerous?” Carlos questioned for the last time, watching his girlfriend picking a bolete.

“No baby, you were eating one of these yesterday and yet, you're still alive” she answered and put the mushroom in her basket.

Her boyfriend squatted next to her and picked a mushroom, which looked exactly like the one his girl had just picked.

In the next hour they had their baskets almost filled and then Y/N saw what was in the one which belonged to Carlos.

“Love, um, do you know, what is this?” she asked, holding a mushroom with red hat in with white dots in her hand.

“A mushroom” he answered quickly and picked the same one.

“Carlitos, these are toadstools” she announced and the Spaniard catapulted it into the grass.

“I'm so sorry, cariño” he said and started taking out the toadstools of his basket.

“It's okay, Carlitos” Y/N said and kissed him shortly.

“But look what I had picked! I'm so terrible at mushrooming” Carlos grumbled and next he groaned.

“But you're excellent at racing and golf! It's normal that you aren't good at everything you do. Mushrooming is my thing tho” she laughed a little and kissed him once again. “I love you Carlitos, no matter if you're good at mushrooming or you're not”.

“I love you too, cariño” Carlos said and put his lips in hers.

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[under-cotton-and-calicos]

Fungi and Fae

NB Fae x AFAB Reader

AN: I wrote this last year while I was in the mood for fall. I'm a bit late for Valentine's but here's some fluff (and smut later in part two)!

Word count: 1.6k

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊Part Two (to be updated)𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

"You are looking devilishly beautiful today, m'eudail." 

"I appreciate it." You mutter, eyes scanning your surroundings for brown caps or yellow growths. After years of gathering, you have grown quite adept at it. 

“Won’t you spare me even one glance?”

The autumnal rain serves as a wonderful humectant for mushrooms- they come bursting forth from the ground and wood in vivid browns, yellows and striking black, well, the edible ones at least. A few of the local birds migrate for the season, leaving the woods serenely quiet. In their place, papery field maple seeds dance through the air like a set of wings carrying invisible bodies. Shades of red and orange permeate the woods, and even though you have looked out at the sea of colour countless times, the intensity of their hue and atmosphere always takes your breath away at the beginning of the season. It is your favourite time of the year, and it would always be much more enjoyable if it weren’t for your buzzing companion.

“I attended the most wonderful ball the other day, yet it was sorely lacking in good company. Would that you were there-”

“Your kind would have made me dance to death. Literally.” You quip, hiking your skirt up and stepping over a dead log. Conversation, if you could even call the slinging of words between the two of you, comes as naturally as breathing to you in the presence of Aetyn. Your grandmother had warned you about their kind since you were but a babe, cautioning you against their trickery. You were glad that she had trained you on how to handle them as it came into good use whenever you came out to forage.

Never accept gifts. Don’t stare at them for extended periods of time. If you encounter one, be gracious but maintain a boundary. You leave offerings of cream and pasties out for them, and wear a bell in the ribbon tying your hair.

After years of being around Aetyn, however, you have come to doubt the veracity of several claims. In the beginning they had attempted to ensnare you in all sorts of ways, fairy rings, gifts in the form of decadent chocolates and precious gems, wordplay. It all flowed over you like water. You presume that they gave up after the first two autumns.

Early on, you had accidentally gazed at them. It was hard not to- they have fine features so different from those of humans. It was as if fae were sculpted from marble, perfect and polished. Their smooth skin, hooked and noble nose as well as their androgynous beauty caught your gaze like a fish to bait. Nothing happened to you though, they just stared at you quizzically and asked if they had something on their face. Nonetheless, you still remain slightly guarded around Aetyn.

“Aetyn, would you ever consider chasing after a more naive, vulnerable maiden?” He’s quiet for a few seconds. You can almost hear the little cogs turning in his head.

“...but they don’t have your sharp tongue, or your bewitching-”

With a gasp, you clamber over to a massive queen bolete, brushing leaves and dirt from its cap before plucking it, its stem breaking from the earth with a satisfying crunch. You place it into your basket among a handful of porcinis, morels and chanterelles. Before you can stand and continue, you notice Aetyn laying belly-down on the grass with their head in their hands, long pink hair ostentatiously trailing down their shoulder.

“You have a look in your eyes when you find a good one. You smile so wide-” they have a sparkle in their eyes, you think you see their legs kicking in the air

“You’re so pretty.”

For some reason, the compliment feels oddly genuine, different from the other pet names that he piles onto you. Sensing the heat rising up your neck you look away, fussing with the mushrooms in your basket and wandering off to the clearing ahead. You’ve gotten used to Aetyn’s careless flirtation- they had used it as a tactic to trick you so you never take it to heart. Something about the look in their eyes strikes a chord within you this time, though. A jumble of strange, foreign emotions stir in your chest, so preoccupied are you with your thoughts that you make a near fatal mistake.

“Be careful!” 

Suddenly, an arm wraps around your midriff and tugs you backward. You’re leaned forward, torso tipped precariously over a circle of mushrooms. Gingerly, Aetyn gathers you into their arms, pulling you upright and a few steps away from the fairy ring.

“It wouldn’t do for you to fall into the snare of another fae now would it?” In the circle of their embrace, you are acutely aware of their body against yours even through your shirt and your coat. Your eyes are drawn to their lashes- pink just like their hair, so fair that you had never noticed just how long they were, fanning across their rosy cheeks. Aetyn’s gaze trails down the features of your face and lands on your mouth, hands sliding down your shoulders to your wrists. The feeling of his skin on yours is surprisingly humanlike, soft and comforting, but what ever made you think it would be otherwise? The urge to say something…or to do something-

A light ring and plink snaps you out of your reverie. Tearing your eyes away from them, you twist around to see your ribbon and bell on the ground. Aetyn steps away from you, the usual ease and gracefulness gone from their lithe body. They bend over, picking the delicate ribbon up. Your fringe has come loose, the two neat braids threaded to the back of your head by your grandmother undone.

“May I?” Aetyn pushes back the hair that obscures your vision. You nod, taking a seat on a cushion of brown leaves.

Their fingers carting through your hair are tender, deft as they expertly do up the braids and secure them once more. It feels…good. The warmth of their fingers, which you have watched pointing and gesturing many a time, seeps into your scalp. For once, the two of you are silent and you realise that you are wholly unaccustomed to the quiet whenever Aetyn is around. You’ve just grown used to their chatter like the tweeting of a little bird hovering over your shoulder. 

“It is done.” 

You are unable to see it, so you run a hand over the back of your head and feel the braids just as they were when you left home. They really are surprisingly good at it. Your tongue slips loose, from the intimacy in that moment or the fluttering in your chest, you do not know.

“Thank y-” You slap a hand over your mouth, unable to stop the panic from bubbling and frothing over. You look at Aetyn warily but regret it in the exact same moment, because you can see your distrust reflected in their eyes. The wide grin plastered onto their face falls and they look away from you. Whatever little shreds of trust that they’d hoped to have built up with you had blown away in the wind, they must think. 

It’s the first time that you’ve seen them look hurt and the sight claws at your heart. A few moments of unbearable quiet pass before you dust off your skirt and pick up your basket.

“I-I think that’s all I need for today.”

As the both of you walk through the lush woods, your mind is racing. With just one move, you’ve upended any semblance of kinship you shared with Aetyn. What were you going to do? Do you even want to do anything about it?

Just as you near the bend leading to your home, you come to the panicked conclusion that it would be awful to end the day this way. Aetyn has had every opportunity to capture you with trickery today, yet spurned it each time. Considering the seasons of your…relationship, you feel like you have shunned them. Summoning courage, you take a deep breath before spinning around so abruptly that Aetyn jumps.

“Today…was nice.” you bumble, acutely aware of how awkwardly your mouth forms the syllables. Your free hand twists the fabric of your shirt hopelessly.

“It was nothing. I am honoured to have your company.” They respond politely with a smile, eyes downcast. Your mouth opens and closes like a fish for a few seconds before

“Th…Th-thank you!” As soon as the two words leave your mouth, you squeeze your eyes shut.

This is it. I’m sorry for being such a foolish girl, grandmama.

What feels like an eternity passes and yet, you haven’t somehow been turned into a beetle, or been bound to servitude to a diabolical fae for the rest of your meagre mortal life, or anything really. It was quite anticlimactic. 

Instead, you feel a rush of warmth in the air and the bristle of tree branches bustling against their neighbours and the sweet call of a bird somewhere. And you hear laughter- Aetyn’s laughter, bright and rich which makes your chest brim with weight and ache. 

Your eyes still closed, a hand tugs gently against the nape of your neck and a pair of feather-soft lips plant a kiss on your brow.

“That wasn’t so hard now, was it?” He cradles your face in his hands. You feel compelled to lean into them but you remain rooted in place.

“Thank you.”

You place your basket on the kitchen counter, moving to don your apron and get started on dinner when your grandmother shambles into the room with her cane in hand.

“That’s a pretty flower in your hair,” she squints through the glasses perched on her nose, “wherever did you find it at this time of year?”

A hand flies to the back of your head, fingers tangling with little stems and soft, small flowers tucked into your braids. Your heart beats like the wings of a hummingbird.

“Oh my.”

Your grandmother peers at you with mirth.

“You have the look of someone in love, dear.”

[mushroominaforest]

What mushroom is artificer

Definitely something poisonous!

My initial reaction was to go for most deadly mushroom in the world- The Death Cap (Amanita phalloides)

But the colouration doesn’t really fit, so probably not. There is always the Fly Agaric (Amanita muscaria), which is a poisonous red mushroom, but… it’s this one lol: 🍄

the pop culture surrounding that Mushroom is too cheerful for our favourite murderous girlie pop, so that’s also a no.

I think the Satan’s Bolete (Rubroboletus satanas) could fit pretty well, being poisonous, and partially red, however there is one mushroom that I think works best.

The Poison Fire Coral (Trichoderma cornu-damae) mushroom!

It’s entirely bright red, is poisonous even to the touch which is very rare for a mushroom, causes horrific and violent symptoms, and has fire in the name! Perfect for Arti, if you ask me.

Artificer is the Poison Fire Coral!!!

[vandaliatraveler]

The one thing that excites me more than a pop-up summer thunderstorm is a walk in a damp, dripping, glowing-green forest after the storm has passed. The forest's living essence is made all the more real and immediate by the intoxicating perfume of decaying things, creatures flitting like ghosts through the leaves and underbrush, and clinging raindrops unleashed from the treetops by an evanescent breeze. Photos above are from a hike this morning on Glade Run Trail in Coopers Rock State Forest.

From top: common boneset (Eupatorium perfoliatum), which is closely related to Joe Pye weed, and sneezeweed (Helenium autumnale); the deep purple-red berries of common elderberry (Sambucus canadensis); hollow Joe Pye weed (Eupatorium fistulosum), which can attain a height of 7 to 8 feet; eastern tiger swallowtail (Papilio glaucus), whose tattered wings show the wear and tear of summer errands; a colony of gregarious fungi, perhaps cross-veined troop mushroom (Xeromphalina kauffmanii), which grow in huge numbers on decaying hardwoods; a red-capped bolete, perhaps Leccinum longicurvipes, which is symbiont with oak trees; an eastern newt (Notophthalmus viridescens); white wood aster (Eurybia divaricata); bigleaf aster (Eurybia macrophylla); cowbane (Oxypolis rigidior), also known as common water dropwort; bluestem goldenrod (Solidago caesia), a woodland goldenrod with flowerheads in the leaf axils; and Appalachian oak-leach (Aureolaria laevigata), also known as smooth false foxglove, which is semi-parasitic on oak tree roots.

[balkanradfem]

So, since the gardening season was unsuccessful, and really sad, I've been dreaming of starting new seeds. I've decided, this time, I'm going to plant so many tomatoes that nothing will be able to prevent the tomato harvest. It's gonna be all tomato garden, 40+ tomato plants, I'll build shelters for them in case of hail, weave nets, I'm ready, let's do this.

However, it's October, and there's precious little I can do in October to start plants; if I germinate anything right now, there won't be enough sun for it to grow, and it will pout and die </3. It happens every year when I stubbornly plant basil and it checks out the daylight levels and decides to nope out of that situation.

So, instead, what I'm doing, is still learning about mushrooms! I'm going to the forest regularly and collecting anything that could possibly be edible, and trying it out. I've been lucky to find so many edible boletes, I've been drying them in the summer and I have a great dried mushroom stash, which will prove very valuable during the winter.

Now there's a mushroom that grows when nothing else is really available, the latin name is 'Neoboletus luridiformis' and it looks like this:

Cool, right? A red bolete mushroom. She's called Scarletina Bolete. Looks poisonous. However, sources claim that this mushroom is edible, granted it's cooked first. I've been sheepish to try it because it's so red, and there are red boletes that are 100% poisonous, so this is just a health risk. You can check if the mushroom is this one because it stains blue and black when you cut it, and mine do. This is how it looks like cut:

I mean that does look extremely unappetizing but it says right there on wikipedia that it's edible:

hmm so anyway, I've finally decided to stop being a coward, and I cooked the mushroom and had some yesterday! It's still not been a full 24 hours, but I'm faring well for now. If this turns to be a good food source, I'll be set for the entire year because this baby grows at all times in the forest.

Another cool thing I'm trying out is acorn pancakes. I discovered some people on youtube who are making acorn flour and then baking pancakes out of it, and I've been curious about acorns before, but now I'm set with instructions and knowledge on how to process it. Acorns were used as a source of flour before wheat was in use, and it was pretty great, because they didn't need to cut down forests, or plow the fields, or turn bunch of soil to dust; people can just collect acorns because oak trees are everywhere here. The only issue is that the acorns are filled with tannins, which is a chemical that produces a very bitter taste, which makes them not very tasty. However, people have also figured out how to ''wash the tannins out', and there's a process of boiling and throwing water away, or leaving them buried next to a riverbank for a year, in order to get them to taste good.

I haven't yet decided what route I'm going to take, but I collected some acorns last time I was in the forest:

I have to admit they feel very good to hold in hand. They're so nicely brown, almost chestnut in color, they're shiny, pleasant oval shape, and very heavy. It felt like I was holding something valuable, rich. Since they're a wild food, I know they have more nutrients in them than anything we developed ourselves, wild food generally has 3 times more nutrition than anything growing in a human-made garden.

I've also stumbled on a few acorns that have sprouted roots! I've collected them as well, and put them in a soil-filled container on my balcony, let's see if I can grow an oak tree. That would feel extremely cool to grow.

I'm also collecting and curing walnuts (apparently you can make a walnut butter out of them I did not know that), conkers (for the laundry detergent, I love them), nettle (drying into powder, using as a calcium supplement) and I've also found some violets growing at this time, so I collected the leaves for tea; they're medicinal for colds, flus and fevers.

I'm going to the forest again tomorrow, and hopefully I'll write another update about fun things I've found and trying out! Stay safe and don't follow my lead to eat weird things, unless you research them yourself.