Some painted mushroom magic.
In my first house there were morels that would grow in the front yard.
In my first house there were morels that would grow in the front yard.
They'd show up in the spring.
I was afraid to eat them but, neighbors who lived in the area forever
would take them to enjoy.
They look a little like a sponge on a stem.
When I walk the dog in the evenings I'm noticing
fall mushrooms popping up.
Something fun to be on the lookout for.
I'm not eager to pop them in my mouth but I do like their shapes & delicate details.
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