Growing vegetables definitely has its rewards ,but effort is required. Sowing, pricking out, planting out, weeding, weeding and yet more weeding. It all takes time. Sometimes however the garden provides food without any counterbalance of work.
This morning I picked over a pound of mushrooms. I don't pretend to have any great knowledge of our fungal friends, but I have been assured previously by someone who reputedly does, that the variety I picked today is edible. Certainly there doesn't seem to be any ill affects from consuming them in soups and salads over the last seventeen years. Mabe I have just got used to their toxins!
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