Dripping

The sky is gray. Everything is wet and dripping. I went out in front last night to look at the sunset and surprised the rabbit. The sunset colors were like an old bruise - I think lurid is the term.

I noticed more russula mushrooms in the lawn. So this morning I went on a mushroom hunt. Both red and green russulas are in the grass. Something white is coming up where the oak was. More brown parasols everywhere. And, the winner, a stinkhorn in all it phallic glory!

Madam Argiope continues well, as does her suitor, which I suspect means they have not yet mated. The afternoon brought yet more rain.