Down

Down with the dead. I found myself in the vicinity of my favourite churchyard today.
A pleasure to visit in any season.

It is full of so much life!
Birds and berries in abundance. And daisies still.
Glorious crunchy fallen leaves in every shape and shade.

And mushrooms, more mushrooms than I've ever seen in one place.
Some kind of boletes perhaps?

I've not got out the ID books yet, so if anyone recognizes these easily let me know.

I'm back out that way on Monday and would happily forage if I knew they were edible.

♯am reading/writing