Yupp, a horse. An Icelandic horse grassing in the sun.
Sometimes I miss my old hanging-in-the-stable-shoveling-horse-shit-life so badly.
I know, it sounds crazy for an untrained ear – but I do.
Macrolepiota Procera or “Parasol mushroom”. In Swedish: Stolt fjällskivling (proud mountainmushroom). 😉
I love to pick mushrooms in autumn, but I hate to eat them.
I guess it’s the ancient hoarder in me.