Saturday, October 13, 2007

An abrupt change

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey
The night before last we were rudely shaken awake by a rolling clap of thunder. It felt like an earthquake, and we could feel the house shudder. Within one second our bed was taken over by three large, panting, nervous dogs. It was pouring rain—at last. This pattern of heavy rain mixed with sporadic bursts of thunder and lightening that happened only when we had drifted back off to sleep, continued through the wee hours of the morning. We got over an inch and half of rain; but not much sleep. You won’t find me complaining though since our thirst-parched grass and trees really needed a big drink of water. I just wish it would do it during non-sleeping hours.

It feels a bit as if we’ve hurtled through space at warp speed to land somewhere completely different. This morning finds it 38 degrees F outside and we had to turn on the heat. Last week we had the air conditioning on. Can we finally call it Autumn? Has summer finally released her firm, hot grip?

The trees are slower to change this year by at least a week. Last year our trees were in their full glory by the 17th of October, but they won’t be there by then this year. The squirrels and bears are really foraging for acorns. I’ve noticed that we have an awful lot of acorn caps, but the acorns appear to have been “squirreled” away somewhere. Odd. Last year we had tons of acorns left all over the ground. Do they know something that we don’t?

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

I will be glad to finally put away my summer clothes and bring out my cute little cropped jackets I’ve been waiting to wear. I’m working on a new pair of fingerless mitts  that I hope to have completed soon. They are from a free pattern that Clara at Knitter’s Review graciously gave out in her newsletter to introduce her new book, The Knitters Book of Yarn, which I have ordered.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

But, photos of trees changing and finishing my mitts will have to be put on hold for a week. Tomorrow we are off to Sin City: Las Vegas for a week. Rick will mostly be working at a trade show while I have the difficult job of seeing how the Botanical Garden at the Bellagio has been transformed for Fall, lounging by the the 13 flamingo-inhabited acres of pool at our hotel, window shopping, and well ... you get the idea. I’m really looking forward to this little vacation. I plan to at least post a photo per day, so I won’t really be gone; just warped into the land of adult make-believe. I need it. I’ll meet you on the flip side of reality.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

(Green Turtle) Pond-erings

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Sunday morning found us not mushroom hunting, but paddling our canoe. The morning was pleasant and not too humid or warm, like it would become in the afternoon. As we rounded the bend to one of the little coves, we saw a mother swan with her nearly-grown cygnets. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: who in the world came up with the word cygnet for a baby swan? It doesn’t fit at all! Let’s paddle a bit closer, shall we?

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

The youngsters are an interesting color at this age. Not quite white, but losing the brownish color they’ve worn for so long. I think they are quite lovely! I love the long reflections of their necks.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


The woodsy reflections were lovely, too.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

We disturbed a double-crested cormorant trying to fish.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

All in all, a lovely fowl-filled paddle around the pond.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Adventures in Mushrooming, Part 2: The Foray

After our big mushroom find of the morning, we set off for our foray in the afternoon to Two Pond Farm. Even though it was hot and sunny, we had been told to wear long pants since we’d be walking in the forest through lots of brambles. Oh joy: more rose thorns, probably.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

We were charmed the moment we turned into the driveway of Two Pond Farm. A rambling, old farmhouse stood proudly between two large ponds along with a barn and outbuildings scattered behind it. Allison came to greet us, and since we were the first to arrive and she wasn’t sure how many other people would be joining us, we sat down on the steps of her front porch to wait. She showed us a basket of mushrooms that she had just gathered earlier that day. This was our goal for today: delicious honey mushrooms! She explained how to identify them and we talked a bit about how to prepare them. She told us that there were not nearly as many as there usually are due to the weather, but hoped we’d find some we could take away with us.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

We turned out to be the only ones that showed up for the foray. Before starting, Allison brought out a jar of honey mushrooms that she had pickled herself and some bread so we could sample their taste. They were delicious! We asked her how she made them and vowed to prepare them that way if we were lucky enough to find some. Knowing how good they were made us all the more excited to get started.

Past the turkey coop and up through the pasture we went. We started seeing older mushrooms right away, but they weren’t good for picking. Not ten minutes into our adventure and we were finding smaller, fresher mushrooms that found their way into our bag. Oh boy! We went through areas of blueberry bushes scattered with old oaks and the shrooms really seemed to like this environment. I had to be careful where I walked since they were hard to see through the scrubby bushes. I was glad for my jeans even though the sun was hot. Before long we had entered the forest.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Here are a group of honey mushrooms growing on an oak. Allison explained to us that the mycelium for the honey mushrooms usually takes over dead oak trees and spreads throughout the tree, so you find them growing on the tree itself or anywhere along the root system. When the tree can no longer feed the mycelium, it dies.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Somewhere along the way I met up with my buddies—the thorns—and they snagged my arm. ouch! It bled profusely (those thorns are so sharp!) and I had to grab a few green leaves to staunch the flow. I swear, those bushes just do not like me!

The mushrooms weren’t plentiful, but we found enough to suit our needs. We didn’t want to be too greedy and help ourselves to all the mushrooms we saw; after all it was her property we were searching for them on.

Back at the farm we explored her small organic shop operated on the “honor system.” People come by to purchase her home-grown organic veggies, eggs, and homemade marmalades, leaving the money in a lock box. We couldn’t resist a winter squash, some red onions and a jar of her Tomato-Peach-Ginger Marmalade. They also raise turkeys, lambs, and pigs for people. You make your purchase a year in advance and they raise it and butcher it for you. She has her own flock of sheep from which she spins her own yarn. I asked her if she would be willing to give me a few lessons as I would like to learn to spin and she said she would. How wonderful is that?! I plan to follow up on this before too long.

We came home and Rick started blanching the mushrooms before I even had a chance to photograph them! Oh, well. You can see the results of our foray; two jars of delicious pickled mushrooms, resting in their bath of olive oil and herbs.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

The honey mushrooms are probably done for the year, but we’ll be going back to Two Pond Farm before too long I should think. If for no other reason than to get another jar of that wonderful marmalade. They also run a cut-it-yourself Christmas tree lot, and I can certainly see that activity coming up in our not-too-distant future!

Monday, October 08, 2007

Adventures in Mushrooming, Part 1: The Big Find

We had signed up for a mushroom foray weeks ago, but due to dry, hot weather, the mushrooms refused to show their faces. Finally, we got a call this week that the honey mushrooms were out and our foray was rescheduled for Saturday.

But before we could go on our foray, we took the dogs for a walk in the morning before it got too hot. We took the short route to the pond along the road. It was nice because from our street out to the main road, the road is closed due to major road construction. This morning walk was probably the only good thing about the road being closed, as we have to detour quite a long way out of our way to get to town. I happened to glance over and saw something on a tree by the side of the road. A huge group ofmushrooms! But what kind? Rick got excited and thought it was a Hen-in-the-Woods; very choicely edible!

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

It was in perfect condition to eat (not too old) but we wanted to make sure of what it was before we took it home with us. After delving into our numerous mushroom books, we found it was not a Hen-in-the-Woods as we had thought, but a Chicken-of-the-Woods or Chicken Mushroom; also highly recommended for eating, although there were instances where it had caused gastric discomfort, but only when growing on certain kinds of wood. [Note: the name “chicken” mushroom because it has the texture and flavor of eating a chicken.] It had no poisonous look-alikes like some mushrooms do, and all the books said you could not confuse it with anything else. We were confident that we were making the right choice.

Rick went back with his knife and we harvested it. The thorny bush protecting it did not want to give it up. I have a scratch on my back that is over five inches long that I got while trying to hold the branches aside for him. What some people won’t do for wild mushrooms!

Look how gorgeous it is! Over two pounds of edible mushrooms!

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Rick started searching online for Chicken Mushroom recipes and we decided to make a risotto with some of it. The rest of the mushrooms were cleaned and washed, then vacuum sealed and frozen.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

First we chopped the mushrooms, then lightly sautèd them in a little butter and set it aside. They had a lot of fragrance, but in a good way. We nibbled on a few to make sure we were going to like the taste. YUM, no problems there—they was delicious!

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Next, I started the risotto. I use generous amounts of Vermouth when I’m in charge—just call me Julia!

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

When the risotto was more than halfway done, I added the sautèd mushroom pieces. I didn’t add them sooner because I didn’t want the flavor of the mushrooms to overpower the dish.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

mmmm ... looking good!

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Nothing left now but to eat it. Bon Appétit!

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

I know what is uppermost in all of your minds right now. Are Rick and Lynne alright? Are they still alive after eating wild mushrooms? Well, I’m typing this, aren’t I? No gastric complaints, no hallucinations; just fond memories of a wonderfully flavorful risotto.

Stay tuned for Part two of Adventures in Mushrooming: The Foray coming tomorrow.

Living on the wild side here in New Jersey.

[Note: do not eat any mushroom you are unsure of and take a few classes in identification before you start becoming fungally obsessed.]

Saturday, October 06, 2007

Here’s lookin’ at you kid ...

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

An oddball kind of berry in the forest. Do you feel like you’re being watched?

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