Just glanced out at my front lawn and found that the toadstools are growing. BURSTING forth out of the ground almost explosively. Yee ha. There's such a lot of wonderful stuff to enjoy in every season.
Will you look at these beauties! This one is so big it dwarfs my slipper!
These two are just popping through and will be huge in a couple of days.
There are the brown wiggly ear types as well - camouflaged among the leaves.
and I found a few genuine mushrooms for dinner tonight. (If you don't see any more blogs, it's because they weren't mushrooms).
. . . and to finish it all nicely. . . here's a useful toadstool poem:
Under a toadstoolCrept an Elf,
Out of the rain,
To shelter himself.
Under the toadstool,
Sound asleep,
Sat a big dormouse,
All in a heap.
Trembled the wee elf,
Frightened, and yet
Fearing to fly away
Lest he get wet.
To the next shelter ---
Maybe a mile!
Sudden the wee elf
Smiled a wee smile,
Tugged till the toadstool
Poppled in two.
Holding it over him,
Gayly he flew
Soon he was safe home,
Dry as could be.
Soon woke the dormouse ---
"Good gracious me!
"Where is my toadstool?"
Loud he lamented.
--- And that's how umbrellas
First were invented.
3 comments:
love the soup celebration..that Persian outfit is getting a lot of use! :)
and those toadstools are incredible!! you don't see those over here...
cute poem...
Those are NEAT, I've never seen a toadstool before - very pretty as well :)
Deborah
my GOODNESS, those are big toadstools!!!
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