Away from the sea ..........A mushroom

We had been to a local event the other night where a local photographer was showing some of his photos .Whilst there I did buy a small book of his which recommended walks and places that he had photographed. One such place was Whitsbury in Hampshire so Tess and I departed from the coast and headed inland . A beautiful church was located here and had been suggested in the book .Now although I feel I took some lovely photos in and about the church this mushroom in the graveyard is what I went with. After we went on a lovely walk passing through some wonderful countryside eventually finishing off at Whitsbury Manor Stables where trainer George Baker is in situ

Lovely end to the weekend
PS if anyone knows what sort of mushroom this is?


The Wild Mushroom
Gary Snider
Well the sunset rays are shining
Me and Kai have got our tools
A basket and a trowel
And a book with all the rules

Don't ever eat Boletus
If the tube-mouth they are red
Stay away from the Amanitas
Or brother you are dead

Sometimes they're already rotten
Or the stalks are broken off
Where the deer have knocked them over
While turning up the duff

We set out in the forest
To seek the wild mushroom
In shapes diverse and colorful
Shining through the woodland gloom

If you look out under oak trees
Or around an old pine stump
You'll know a mushroom's coming
By the way the leaves are humped

They send out multiple fibers
Through the roots and sod
Some make you mighty sick they say
Or bring you close to God

So here's to the mushroom family
A far-flung friendly clan
For food, for fun, for poison
They are a help to man.