Schnelle Reflexe, großes Geschick und unglaubliches Glück sind für eine erfolgreich Pilzjagd unerlässlich…

Herbstliche Stimmung überall, Regen just im Moment des Fotografierens in Bindfäden. Dazu passend ein Lied von Fools Garden aus dem Jahr 1997 (verdammt, jetzt fühle ich mich alt): Rainy day…
Und hier der Text:
The porridge’s been good
The marmalade too
I take another slice of bread
The bacon is hot but I don’t mind
Too long I boiled the egg
I’m still a little tired,
my bones are weak
Another day off I take
I guess the sun had the same idea
And now we have a break
It’s a rainy day, a rainy day
But I love it
It’s a rainy day
The water comes down
But I love you
Milkman Mr Miller
is ringing my bell
Do you take a litre or two
But I don’t wanna drink his milk today
I feel fine without it too
He steps into a puddle by going away
I hear him swearing at
The forecast promised high pressure today
And now he’s getting wet
It’s a rainy day, a rainy day…
Rosalie MacLovely is waiting for a cab
In the middle of the pouring rain
Old bold head MacArthur is waiting
for his hair to grow again
Once upon a time he was a curly head
But all those days are gone
And now he’s looking like a fireball
When he gets into the sun
It’s a rainy day, a rainy day…