We've arrived back in Port Orford after a month long absence, and only a few mushrooms were here to greet us, in spite of some substantial rains over the past weeks.
This mushroom is poised to burst thru the duff with new rains.
A quick foray the other day revealed a white chanterelle standing proudly at our traditional location for them. Waiting for additional life-generating rain, it had slowly matured and finally dehydrated on the forest floor.
There were hints in other locations of our refuge that it wouldn't be long before they were crowded with the first of the season's bounty. This immature golden chanterelle shown below was a tip-off of future plenty.
However, generally speaking, most of the ground at our 850 feet elevation is still very dry especially in the canopied spaces, with its secluded forest litter demanding a thorough drenching before it reveals many more secrets and mushrooms.
We will wait, albeit rather impatiently, for the rains. We know all that the rain promises!
Our showy Suillius haven't hesitated to fruit and flourish.