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In my earliest memory of hunting for chanterelles, I’m squatting on squishy fir needles. (I would have been four, maybe five years old, so I didn’t have to stoop very low to reach the ground.) I’m chasing mushrooms from one to the next, always able to look up and find another golden bit poking out. … Continue reading


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