Doing our normal route we had walked past the wide-spread tree every day admiring it’s changes in colour, first golden now fire red.
But today was pouring…umbrella up and jacket pulled close.
In order to miss the slippery track we circumvented said tree from the opposite side.
What a treat waiting for us!
A patch of brilliant red and pokka dot white mushrooms hiding in the fallen leaves.
I love mushrooms. Maybe it was too many story books as a kid with fairies underneath and magic sparkling off every illustration.
The gift of joy I received at our find was definitely magic enough.
Grateful for magic mushrooms.:)