You can't argue with the fact that nature is at its best this time of year. I used to love this time of year growing up because my Dad and I would go mushroom picking at Killerton every year, which was odd because I really hate to eat them, but something about that smell was lovely. So this weekend Rich and I went on the hunt for toadstools, specifically Amanita Muscaria because they look so magical. Well I didn't find a single one but I did find all these beauties...
The best way to find them was to follow my nose, which was pretty easy even with a cold.