The village is celebrating its jornadas micológicas this weekend, which means that the local restaurants are offering all sorts of weird and wonderful fungal specialities. I don’t expect to be indulging, having had a bad reaction a couple of years ago.
Instead, I have been out observing the hongos on the lawn. Although the weather is beginning to be autumnal and the fog was so thick this morning that I thought we’d lost the orchard, we had more mushrooms last weekend, I think. Certainly more variety.
So I’ll include a photo from back in June as I think these delicate little parasol mushrooms are delightful. (They maybe coprinus plicatilis, but I’d be very wary about any attempts at fungus identification by non experts such as me.)
Yes, despite the dead leaves and the damp, that was taken in the summer, whereas the other photo was taken in full sunshine today.
don't confuse the narrator 