I've not seen the forest's Cep (Boletus edulis) community expressing it's fecundity to the present extremes for many years, it's a rare and beautiful event. There were so many Ceps that it was hard not to tread on them as we wandered through the stands. Ceps of all sizes, from small perfectly formed buttons and the eponymous bun to the tea-plate sized ones, made for drying. Ceps have burst through in places I know them to grow, though rarely see them there and even in spots I don't remember ever seeing them. We've been foraging amongst these oak stands for 30 years, and this is something special, it might well be the most prolific I've ever seen them... it's a mycelic cornucopia.
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