Mushroom Tales and Autumn Days

Tomorrow I set my sights on the west and travel by train away from Burgundy and the countryside of ponies and white Charolais cattle where I have spent the last month--away from forests laden with mushrooms where the sweet scent of evergreens and the muddy tracks of wild pigs rise up to meet the fog shrouded hills.
I wanted to share with you the simple beauty of the many walks that marked my days here and some stops I made along the way to play with pattern and the beautiful colors of fall flowers and leaves.