In reading The Mushroom at the End of the World by Anna Lowenhaupt Tsing, I learned that “When Hiroshima was destroyed by an atomic bomb in 1945, it is said, the first living thing to emerge from the blasted landscape was a matsutake mushroom.”  

I’ve been at Green Gulch Zen Center and farm for four days.  I parked at Muir Beach and after crossing a wooden bridge, I walked into a land of gardens, bunnies, quail, deer, and flights and songs of birds.  I can’t imagine one country dropping a bomb on another but I can imagine the mycelium web of mushrooms surviving the damage.  I offer photos of invitation.