Specimens

January 18, 2018

Every few feet, we'd stop and see a fresh group of mushrooms growing on the side of a fallen tree.

It was empty and quiet except for the faint sound of birds and insects. The ground was damp and you could still see tiny droplets of water on the moss. Since it was a long weekend, Jeremie and I went on a short hike at Big Basin Park where the tallest tree reached a height of 293 feet.

We wanted to celebrate our 3rd wedding anniversary somewhere special but not too far from home so I went on Google maps and randomly picked a spot. The great thing about California is that it's full of parks so you have plenty of options. You could drive an hour from San Francisco and find yourself in the middle of a forest.

I've seen mushrooms in the wild before but not as varied as it was there. I have no idea what they are called but made a mental note to take a foraging class one of these days. Every few feet, we'd stop and see a fresh group of mushrooms growing on the side of a fallen tree. It reminded me so much of this game called Samorost — otherworldly and surreal.

I was surprised that we almost had the place to ourselves despite it being a national holiday. This gave us the time to slow down and appreciate the scenery as well as each other's company.

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