Tom Peterson follows the rain.
He's the mushroom man, as many in Dakota County have come to know him for the mushroom-hunting seminars he teaches once a year. And within a day or two of big rains, Peterson is often in forests gathering his bounty.
He welcomed the rain last week so he could quickly gather about 200 pounds of several species to cook for his class later this week.
Peterson has had a passion for the fungi since he was a boy at his father's northern Minnesota resort, listening to an American Indian named Cliff Crow tell of the lore of the mushroom, which since people have been gathering and eating for thousands of years, just as Peterson did when he was 9.
The story that really ignited the boy's imagination was that of Foxfire, the name that the Chippewa gave mycelium -- the tiny threadlike structures that mushroom spores make. In the night, masses of the fibers glow bluish white between the wood and bark peeling away in dead trees. The Chippewa used Foxfire to mark trails and to make seek-and-find games for their kids in the forest.
The history, mythology and fear surrounding mushrooms fascinated Peterson, a native of Richfield. As he grew, so did his interest. And he came to see mushrooms as much more than fungi.
It's turned serious professionals into enthusiastic hunters joyfully laughing like children at play. And it's changed lives, he said.
Take the woman who had not spoken with her father for years. He loved mushrooms, so she took Peterson's class, and then persuaded her dad to go on a hunt with her and Peterson. It was in that foray that father and daughter reunited.