Fairy Mushrooms

Jake the dog and I have been for our stroll in the orchard and through the pine trees, this afternoon. He smelled out old rabbit trails and I looked out for the elusive wasp nest we think is under the trees somewhere? Eyes cast downwards, I notice we are in the middle of a fungi festival or nature’s equivalent. Despite the frosty temperatures, there are hundreds of fly algaric mushrooms nestling in the pine needles. When our children were little, we told them lies about being fairy mushrooms, or some such rubbish. The truth is they probably would put you away with the fairies if you ate them. So for the mean time, they are useful to look at, only that.