Deluges through the day and warm nights all add up to the perfect conditions for the beloved cep. A magical woodland walk glimpsing these little chaps nestled in the moss in sunlit bosky glades, a little bird song and wind gently soughing in the trees, then home for tea with this very satisfying 2kg of porcini!
Its nearly 5pm and the rain is now easing a little. Rivulets were coursing down the window panes, and my rain gauge notching up to a hefty 17mm since this morning, so I spent the day tucked up in my workshop throwing on the wheel. Then as I stopped for lunch a momentary glimmer outside reflected in the puddles and shone on the zinnias on the window ledge. With their vivid colours they are a wonderful memento of summer.