So I did what I had to do – took a picture of it and then some hours later looked it up on the computer. I discovered that this is a Yellow Patches mushroom (scientific name “amanita flavoconia”). Could it be the scientific name makes it beautiful? It is kind of lyrical if you say it aloud. I read that this particular variety of mushroom was discovered in 1902 – so okay, now I have some respect for it…it is my “elder”. Next I had to go back outside and take a picture of its underside, only to discover that either Nelly or I had inadvertently kicked it and knocked it over. Dust to dust… For a short while that warty mushroom gave color to our world. Just imagine life without yellow…sun, daffodils, lemon Jell-O, summer squash, black-eyed susans. And now we can add Yellow Patches mushrooms. (Oh, by the way, while I was surfing about mushrooms I discovered someone who photographs them and sells his photos! These I offer [as my Mom would say] “free fer nuthin"!)
It’s clear to me we don’t decide on beauty. Our task is a simple one: to take in what we see and marvel that it exists at all. Oh, and by the way, don’t eat this!