We were scheduled to have mushroom risotto for dinner tomorrow so these were a pleasant surprise after last night’s rain. The cep looks the business, the shaggy parasols are plentiful and scrummy but that little orange milkcap tastes divine. I’ve got about six types I can identify with confidence to eat from the garden. Last week, we had a giant puffball omelette and on Saturday night we had a cep and field mushroom pizza. Hopefully, by the end of the week the milkcaps will have started to appear in number – they are earmarked for a pasta dish. If we’re really lucky some ‘chicken of the woods’ might appear on the old peach tree stump. I wish all gardening was this easy – mother nature doing her own thing.