As I sped (oops! you did not here that) around a corner, I glimpsed Toadstools growing out in the middle of a gorgeous, carefully manicured lawn by the country club. (I thought stop, take a photo, No, don't stop, they might not like it)
I did stop, and it made me happy to find 2 right on the edge of the road
(I did not have to traipse accross the grass where dozens of them were, and take the risk of being shot for trepass)
Kind of boring and not so pretty in the first photo, but up close it looked better.
I spend five minutes looking over my shoulder for the Police Officers that had been called, trying to get the underside.
Aren't all those little squiggles and lines beautiful?
Aren't you glad I risked life and limb just to show you the bottom side of a toadstool?