“You toadstool!” Butterfly used to say to me when I was a little girl and had been caught doing something bad. Come to think of it, she still says that to me. I never thought much of it, since I’ve been hearing it my entire life.
Now, when I’m getting ready to write about them, I decided to learn a little about mushrooms and toadstools. Toadstool is commonly used as the name for poisonous mushrooms. Exactly what was Butterfly trying to tell me?
I don’t know a mushroom from a toadstool, but I’m going stick with calling the entire group toadstools. Apparently you get them by taking a fair amount rain, add mild California temperatures (possibly warmth in any state would do), and for a really good crop, add horse droppings to the leaves beneath your oak trees.
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the first toadstool to catch my eye
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I stuck my finger next to this one to give you an idea of its size.
Look how pretty it is underneath!
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no one makes colors like Mother Nature
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Throw in a moss-covered rock and you have amazing beauty.
This toadstool is working hard to burst forth from the dirt and leaves.
It’s also has a gorgeous structure underneath.
I found this one tumbled over on its side, probably by some clumsy horse.
This one, too, had been knocked over. I love its squiggly underside!
These yellow ones look like they belong in a fairy tale.
I’m convinced this is somebody’s house. Perhaps a little toad lives there?