Why, oh why, do I love mushrooms? I don't like to eat them so much, but I do love to look at them.
Is it their shapes?
That sometimes they look like little magical fairy houses?
That you might find them in families, or all alone?
That they can be huge, or tiny?
That snails come by for a nibble (which is unbearably cute, to me)
Some even look like a potato lying on the ground. But I've never seen anything nibble these.
Maybe it's that they still seem rare to me - I've spent most of my life in places where mushrooms didn't like to grow so much.
Looks like I'm in the right place now - I took every one of these photos in my yard just this morning!