It was a fair-weathered Saturday and I woke up earlier than usual for a weekend. I got myself ready and headed on the subway to Forest Park in Queens. I clumsily walked up to the park entrance with my camera, tripod, and backpack. I spotted a crew of people near the park pavilion adorned with hiking boots, backpacks, and lanyards with magnifying glasses attached. I knew I was in the right place. The New York Mycological Society hosts “Mushroom Walks” every weekend around New York City. This particular weekend, passionate fungi lovers and mycologists gathered to hunt for remnants of Winter’s fungi bloom. After a quick group photo, we walked to a forested area of the park. I followed closely behind Sigrid Jakobson, the president of the NYMS. As we walked through what initially looked like a barren forest, yet to experience the blossoming of greenery from the warmer spring weather, Sigrid masterfully found and identified a myriad of fungi species under branches, behind rocks, and on the barks of trees. The group dispersed in an area where there were a few fallen trees. As I walked up to examine the rotting bark, I noticed a thriving community of fungi growing. We all gathered to take a closer look at the findings. Some group members scaled the fallen branches while others made efforts to identify and photograph fungi colonies. At that moment, with no car horns blaring and no skyscraper in sight, I felt fully removed from the city of New York.