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What I'm about to tell you, deals with a bitsy, insignificant and unnoticeable stamets protocol reproductive cell, which is enclosed in an inversely bitsy envelope simply called Spora, as well as the birth of its round and cheerful assignee whose funny name is Porcino.Our promoter, Spora( whose name in the registry office, still, is Endo spora) has been dozing lazily, for nearly a century, without minding about the passage of time, also, urged by an unusual heating of the air and the ground, and following a tepid rain( which softened its refractory covering, made substantially of marble calcium), sluggishly saw its coating melt in the pool of water in which it came to be, while a unforeseen awakening of its metabolism gave the down to a skittish germination and relative rapid-fire growth.

All this in a veritably short time said, done!

My name is Angelo Giovinazzo and I'm the author of utmost of the papers on this Blog, which deals nearly simply with Mushrooms and Mycology but, inescapably, also with affiliated Meteorological and natural motifs.

Since nonage, I've been involved in Geography and Meteorology, so much so that I like to define myself amateur naturalist scientist.

Over the last forty times I've converted my passion for Nature into a partiality and study of the Vegetable Kingdom and indeed further of the Mushroom Kingdom.
In this story I'll try to tell you, with the simplest words possible, maybe indeed trying to make you smile a little, how a Porcini mushroom is born.

I'll do it using the Anglo- Saxon system called" 4 DUMMIES", in this case" Mushrooms 4 Dummies", that's Mushrooms explained for the clumsy.
From time to time, still, I'll inescapably have to use specific scientific terms but, when I do, these will always be well stressed to make you incontinently fete them, and where necessary( in classes), you'll find a quick restatement into an Italian accessible to all because.

The wisdom must be a subject within everyone's reach, and not a kind of lodge, in which recondite motifs are spoken of, using an incomprehensible language, for the use and consumption of an nobility of a select many. Science should be food for the minds of as numerous druggies as possible, especially when it involves the safekeeping of our precious Earth.

I decided to set this story in a fascinating piedmont city in northern Piedmont( between the narrow Lake Orta and the larger Lake Maggiore) which, still, at the morning of summer 2021, laughed veritably little, following of the horrendous tragedy of the Mottarone string auto, which passed on the morning of 23 May, at the Stresa- Alpino- Mottarone string auto.

The story, still, isn't contemporary with the accident, but takes place numerous times before, starting from the distant 1928 when the promoter of our story came to light, to end in 2017, when Endo Spora's first son was eventually born Porcino.

How a Porcini Mushroom is born
Between Lake Orta and Mottarone, a storm arrives
How a Supercella Porcino is born
How a Porcino is born- Assessing cumulonimbus called' Supercella' PH@ wardaner

It's a veritably hot day in summer 2017. A scorching African hot air bubble or Hot Blob, for days dispenses high temperatures from the ocean to the mountains, so much so that the climate seems to have really gone frenetic and it just does not want to rain.

We're located in the upper Novara area, a gravestone's gamble from the alluring Lake Orta, in an area that, since the dawn of time, has been called the Cusio, in a mixed wood of broad- leaved trees with a frequence of groaner but, then and there also some birches and, more spores than you say, some last oaks which, a little further down, form a mild exclusive wood.

There's heat in the air despite the propinquity to the lake. A pall has not been seen in the sky for days and the sun shines high in the meridian but, suddenly, during a hot autumn, from the peak of near Mottarone, a inoffensive accumulation of heat fleetly transforms into an assessing white pall, whose shape resembles a mound of whipped cream. A many twinkles pass and the mound turns into a grim and threatening cumulonimbus that begins to rumble insistently.

A hot and sticky current, which moment free flight suckers would call thermal, but which the more refined define updraft( → warm upward currents), begins to rise snappily from the waters of the lake towards the heart of the assessing mound, whose peak it's set up advanced and advanced in the sky.

A many further twinkles pass and the inoffensive pall turns dark as pitch. On the underpinning Lake Orta it's nearly night, gusts of a strong wind whose specialized name is downtrend with microbursts( → fresh descending currents andmicro-bursts) start blowing), which beget the leafage of the trees in the auditoriums of the luxurious estates to bend to the ground, amidst sonorous roars that, veritably little anticipate an horizonless quantum of lightning and lightning, interspersed with strong cloudbursts of a rain that, pushed out by the strong wind, tends to nebulize and total in real shadows of water, while lake combers submerge the oceanfront and threatenly attack the rocky dikes on the lakeshore.

Although it has been raining intensively, for several twinkles now, between the strong gusts of a wind that's precipitously getting cooler, it's still relatively hot. The air is so impregnated with moisture released by the lake that it seems to be inside a hothouse contrary Villa Taranto, which is relatively rare and precious in this unusual and hot summer. Thunder, lightning and lightning follow each other constantly. It would nearly feel to hear a single endless grumble for how numerous lightning bolts follow one another on the tail of the other. Some will call it a" rain of lightning".