Strange, that

The track has been like an autostrada. The word is out that funghi are prolific in our ‘hood. Took a walk up the hill and found myself in what could have been a Scottish glade of pines. Two years in.

Later Domenico who lived here when he was five came up and found a bounty of slightly worse for the wear porcini on a little knoll. Tomorrow I’m going to search for these porcini/cep. Donenico said, “ Only pick porcini. You’ve only one life.”