One last blog from that busy Queen’s Birthday weekend: a picture of a truffle in the ground at the North Canterbury truffiere visited by the NZTA tour.
It wasn’t fully ripe at the time, but has recently been harvested. If only they were so obvious at my place… (Still no sign of truffles at the Hills. Peg had a good sniff round yesterday, but didn’t show any interest. Fingers still firmly crossed.)