Last week I was intrigued by a strange looking mushroom in the garden. It has an elongated bulbous head and the stem was long. The head was orange and the stem white. It was beautiful, I’ve never seen one like it before.
I thought I’d take a photo of it in the afternoon but by then it was gone.
The next few days, two more appeared. But this time the head was covered with big flies. I took a photo but it gave me heebies jeebies with just looking at it, deleted it pronto.
I mentioned it to my friend and she too got disgusted at the sight of the flies. She asked the lawn people to dig them up. Her story was when they dug deep to fully extricate the fungi, they found tiny eggs which they said were snake eggs. These people works with nature, no reason to doubt them. She immediately asked to put them in a plastic bag and dumped them in the garbage.
This morning I went and checked where they dug but the remnants of the shrunk mushroom was still there. She said they found the same mushroom too by the rose bushes with one snake egg underground but I only noticed that they cleared the mint and wild phlox. I wonder where they dug those eggs.
Having grown in a farm in the tropics, strange living things or objects from the earth do not deter me but I abhor slithering animals. I enjoy clearing gardens of weeds, now it gives me pause if I should go there and pull them. I don’t want to have a brush with a snake of any size.
That gives me the creeps.
365 Project: Day 188