In January under more than 300 cms of snow, we cannot imagine that one day the landscape is going to blossom again and nevertheless, when that begins it is magnificent ! Whereas in Boisé St-Maurice the Beaked hazelnut is in flower and the
Winter Cress brings out its floral buttons, in Boisé des Estacades it is a blooming explosion !
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But it's at home that I made the most surprising discovery of the week, after three years without seeing it, because the only place where I knew where to find it does not exist any more: Boisé Cooke, almost completely shaved to give way to a domiciliary development, it is in my back yard under a white Pine that I find the False morel, with its headgear so particular.