By Scott Shephard
I don’t know about you, but I have an approach/avoidance reaction to mushrooms. They are fascinating to me but also a little creepy. I certainly don’t like mushrooms in my food, except for Campbells Creme of Mushroom soup.
I blame my parents for my mycophobia (yes, there’s a word for “fear of mushrooms”). They repeatedly warned my brother and me about eating mushrooms we might find outside. As if I would eat something that can grow out of a cowpie . . . .
Anyway, I found these fun guys growing on a non-cowpied hiking trail near Bull Shoals Lake in Arkansas, where Deb and I are camping. Deb pointed them out to me. I would have otherwise missed them and maybe stepped on them.
It makes me shiver to think about smashing these photogenic but possibly malevolent beings.
“And you’ve just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low.
Go ask Alice
I think she’ll know.”
Canon R5 1/13 sec f/4.5 ISO 400