A mushroom walks into a bar and an acorn says to the bartender, "Catch him a drink on me. I think he's a fun guy!"
Let's take a walk and see some of the fungi growing in my neck of the woods:
This thing is hollowed out like a bowl and covered with a weird dirt that puffs into clouds if you touch it. Looks a bit like a pancake.
Dinosaur eggs, smallest to largest, in a neat row.
Spooky green tint--I bet they taste fruity and make you sick.
Like little fairy umbrellas.
These are growing like mad by one of my rain barrels and their moist, earthy smell is overpowering.
That slab of concrete is where my greenhouse will go! It seems real now that I can see the foundation.
Not a big surprise to find another of Mr. G's selfie buried in my camera. That thing on his lip is viral, not fungal, which would have made a poetic ending to this post.