Daily Prompt: Mushroom Man


Basil Shroom loved mushrooms and they were so easy to grow. He found his first mushroom in the cellar. It was a damp cellar and in one corner he saw it. It fascinated him with its brilliant white shining head in a forgotton dark corner. He noticed that it grew on its own. There would be a white spot in a damp corner and soon a head would poke through the earth and he loved the damp smell. He quickly noticed that one mushroom came seldom alone and there were soon mushrooms growing everywhere.

His mother would send him to the cellar when she had a visitor. He did not really mind. He liked the smell of the mushrooms and now and they became his friends. He began to read about mushrooms, what they like to thrive and grow and soon he had his own mushroom plantation in the cellar. His mother was surprised, as she no longer had to send him to the cellar, he would go on his own.

One day she realised that she had not seen Basil for a couple of days and so she visited the cellar to see what he was doing. She tried to open the door to the cellar, but it was stuck. She pushed with all her strength.

“Basil open the door” she called.

She heard a sort of squashing sound and Basil appeared. His mother screamed when she saw him and collapsed. Basil was not sorry, he had forgotten he had a mother. He was happy with his mushrooms and they liked Basil. They had even begun to speak to him. Perhaps it was because they had sent out their spores into his head and grown into his brain. Basil was no longer alone, the mushrooms fed him and looked after him.


Daily Prompt: Mushroom Man

Good Morning


More constrast in today’s morning sky. Yesterday it was another grey morning/day and nothing was happening in the sky. Today looks like more action and it is very cold. Tomorrow it will probably rain so our painter only has today to finish the last wall before he eventually waves goodbye. The workers are now going one by one. I noticed one of the neighbours has had to have its complete garden re-done due to the destruction from builders’ boots. Yesterday they moved in with a power shovel and removed all the earth. Today it goes further. We are still waiting for our tiles to be replaced. We are having the same tiles as before and decided not to invest in special super sized tiles as a replacement. I am too old for something completely different and prefer to spend my money or something more rewarding.

Various birds in birdhouse 16.11 (3)

Our birdhouse is  becoming quite popular amongst the bird population and since it is in front of my window I can get much better photos. The birds sit in the branches of the trees opposite in my garden and fly over to collect a seed. They afterwards return to their perch in the tree and enjoy the food. There is a coming and going all day. I was surprised as I thought it might be too near the window, but food is always a good excuse to take a risk. I think the birds with the yellow feathers are tits. You never see them during the summer but as soon as the colder weather arrives they settle in our garden for food.  And I just saw the first robin of the Winter. He hopped into my garden at the edge. Robins do not mix so much with the other birds and like to keep themselves to themselves. I was not quick enough for a photo unfortunately.

Sparrows 16.11 (2)

The sparrows like to pick around on the ground, they are the garbage birds probably, eating the remains.

I am getting nearer to my dream iPhone X. Mr. Swiss enquired in the local shop and they said 1-2 weeks will be the delivery time, although I will probably wait a little longer until the big rush is over.

Today is week-end shopping day again, time goes quickly when you are a golden oldie. No. 1 son has decided to go on an excursion to Geneva tomorrow, a 2 hour train ride from where we live. He does not speak French, the Geneva language, but in Geneva you can get through easily with english, which he can speak. I visited Geneva some years ago around Chrstmas wanting to visit the United Nations building, but only saw it at the end of the entrance path. It was closed for holidays, the english speaking guard told me at the gate.

This means the golden oldie couple will be alone for Saturday lunch, an opportunity to eat brussel sprouts. We both like them, but No. 1 son will not eat them.

I must now move on to complete my Friday morning duties. I will be on my way later to the supermarket, armed with my online cloud shopping list, connected to Mr. Swiss phone. If you see a golden oldie couple wandering around a supermarket with phones in their hand stopping now and again to delete items, you know why.

Enjoy your Friday, the last day before the week-end.

Autumn Trees 13.11 (1)