Carving Indoors

Figuring out how to set up an indoor hand carving station that I can set up next to my sick bed or on the table has proven to be one of the best adaptations I’ve worked out for myself this year. This hand carved morel is a little wistful. They’re most common at high elevations, and unless you’re lucky enough to see some pop up in your yard (they like wood chips), it takes a lot of hiking to get to the really good flushes. And there have been some epic morel flushes in the Sierras this year. Rather than measuring by how full their baskets are, some acquaintances have been measuring by car trunks and back seats.

I won’t be going on a morel hunt for a long time, but I’m looking forward to when that changes. I’ve still never found one! Maybe years from now, when I finally learn how to drive comfortably I’ll be blessed with the inconvenience of figuring out how I’m going to fit a harvest into the back.

I like how quiet my daydreams of the future seem to be now.