Curious Things Found in Secret Places: A Photo Wrap-up of the Telluride Mushroom Festival

Note: elephantjournal.com received this admission to this event for free, in return for a guarantee that we would review it. That said, we say what we want—good and bad, happy and sad.

At the Telluride Mushroom Festival, I found many things:

Mushrooms, delicious and dirty

A mountain town, with surprises in its friendly corners

Education, odorous and tactile

Character, wild and true

Mushrooms, quirky and generous

Accouterments, both strange and serious

Books, beautiful and bright

Food, fit to the festivities

Information, given with heart and open-minded insight

Personality, expressed many ways

Coffee, bright in its darkness

Mushrooms, ancient and humorous

Mountains, reviving and intoxicating

Man’s scars on those mountains, sad and confusing

Sunsets, fire-warmed and silver-lined

Bridal Veil Falls, where answers meet questions, water wears away rock, machines threaten beauty, and we find light, even in the night.

Read Alisa’s Earlier Adventures at the Telluride Mushroom Festival.:

“There are More Reasons to Go to Telluride than Just for Mushrooms”

“Mushroom Beer, Lithium Hot Springs, & Bolivia by Bike with a Basket & a Knife: Day One at the Telluride Mushroom Festival.”

“The Curious Ways We Find Each Other: Day Two at the Telluride Mushroom Festival.”

“Masters of the Universe: Day Three at the Telluride Mushroom Festival.”

I’m a poet and a troublemaker, and I’ve sought and told many a fortune. Some call me a Renaissance woman, some call me crazy; I prefer the term gypsy. Roaming free through star-warmed mountains and dark-lit city streets is how I find my thorny bliss, and I won’t complain about a heavy pack or empty belly as long as wild winds scented with love or pine or soul-taut whispers are tickling my skin. While honing my gypsy skills, I’ve served as managing editor for Westcliffe Publishers, helped eco-magazine elephantjournal go national, worked for Martha Stewart, documented an illegal humanitarian aid mission to Cuba, and claimed a Guinness world record with Carmen Electra. I’ve got a Bachelor of Science in Journalism from the University of Colorado at Boulder, I’m a Notary Public for the fine state of Colorado, CPR and First Aid certified, and an ordained minister of the Universal Life Church. Once, I baked a wedding cake to serve 200 people, and it was damn good. Take the metaphorical peek inside my underwear drawer atnovapops.com.

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Editor: Olga Feingold

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All photo credits: Dev