because unlike other parts of nature, mushrooms don't typically happen by the zillions.
The patches we harvest fromare small to begin with, and when we bring someone along to that place, with reverence, we always show how to leave some so that they will always be there. If every Tom Dick and Harry set their GPS to the places we know to look, it's highly likely, given what greedy assholes we humans are, that all the mushrooms would go missing, and not return the next year.But do not despair. We are willing to share an even more important secret that will increase the likelihood of your finding patches of your own...It's this: if you ever do chance upon what you think might be a morel, or a chanterelle, or a black trumpet... pay close attention to it (we mean: every single possible detail about it your eyes, ears and nose can gather up) AND pay equal attention to what is around it . Don't worry about remembering exactly where it is. In a sense, mushrooms are everywhere. Mushrooms are the most brilliant teachers of ecology, but sometimes we're so dialed into the goal --getting that mushroom into the pan --or, naming that species and ticking it off in a sciency-well-ordered nerd journal, that we fail to open up our apertures and receive the radical sustainable and holistic teaching that it is offering us.