“I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew: Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew. Beyond the Sun, beyond the Moon, the foam was on the Sea, And by the strand of Ilmarin there grew a Golden Tree.― J.R.R. Tolki
Discovered this patch of mushrooms when I drove past them yesterday in the rain. Today, during a bright time between showers I drove back to grab a photo. Thanks to Wikipedia "Coprinus comatus, the shaggy ink cap, lawyer's wig, or shaggy mane, is a common fungus often seen growing on lawns, along gravel roads and waste areas. The young fruit bodies first appear as white cylinders emerging from the ground, then the bell-shaped caps open out. The caps are white, and covered with scales—this is the origin of the common names of the fungus. The gills beneath the cap are white, then pink, then turn black and secrete a black liquid filled with spores (hence the “ink cap” name). This mushroom is unusual because it will turn black and dissolve itself in a matter of hours after being picked or depositing spores."
www.artprize.org Checked visiting the Grand Rapids Art Prize off my bucket list. Walked and walked and saw lots of incredible art. Beautiful day in Grand Rapids It is back on my bucket list for next year. Stainless steel sculpture outside the Gerald R Ford Presidential Library.
I bought a pastry very similar to this at a farm market a couple of years ago and decided to try my hand at making them. First challenge was to find adzuki beans, second challenge, turning the beans into a sweet paste and lastly making the dough. I think the experiment was successful.
Working out in the garden this afternoon I noticed a new family in the neighborhood. Don't you just love their "yellow jackets?"There were so many that they sent me to another part of the yard to continue working.
"The macarons, though only a few grams, agitate our senses. The eyes have already devoured them. Fingers skim their surface, the flavors are gently smelled. When their fine crunchy shell is crushed, the ears are excited by the sound. Then the mouth experiences a delicate grace..." - Pierre Hermé
Seems that macarons are all the rage this year. I have been looking for some for months. Seems that not just any baker or bakery is willing to take these on. I finally found some for sale at the Farmer's Market in Harbor Springs. Three varieties were offered, lavender, orange marmalade and smores so of course I had to sample each. All were excellent with the smores flavor being my favorite.