"Every house where love abides And friendship is a guest, Is surely home, and home sweet home For there the heart can rest." ~ Henry Van Dyke
Friday, October 14, 2011
Red toadstools...amanita muscaria
Every year, we drive along the Compagnonsfeart in Friesland to see the red toadstools (amanita muscaria) growing along the tree lined banks of this canal. There were surprisingly few this year but still a couple to enjoy. There is something magical about these red toadstools with their white spots. It could make anyone believe in gnomes or elves. *grins*
The Elf and the Dormouse by Oliver Herford, pub. 1919
NDER a toadstool crept a wee Elf,
Out of the rain to shelter himself.
Under the toadstool, sound asleep,
Sat a big Dormouse all in a heap.
Trembled the wee Elf, frightened and yet
Fearing to fly away lest he get wet.
To the next shelter--maybe a mile!
Sudden the wee Elf smiled a wee smile.
Tugged till the toadstool toppled in two.
Holding it over him, gaily he flew.
Soon he was safe home, dry as could be.
Soon woke the Dormouse--"Good gracious me!
"Where is my toadstool?" loud he lamented.
--And that's how umbrellas first were invented.
Do you believe???
Today was exactly 7 years ago that we got our keys to Cranberry Cottage. We have been here for the week and it is almost time to go back to the city. Neither Jos or I want to leave. *sigh*