I do not like autumn for its bad weather and cold winds. But one day I fell in the fall on nature, and realized that this is a very beautiful time of the year. Moreover, the beauty is special, unlike the spring one, when everything awakens. I rarely manage to visit the forest in the fall, and this year my classmate suggested that I spend my holidays with his relatives in the village. Together we were more cheerful, and it’s more convenient to help with housework.
One day we went with friends to the forest for mushrooms. At this time you can find russula, white mushrooms, boletus. Generally, mushroom pickers like autumn for rich harvests. We were more or less taught to distinguish between mushrooms and showed how to properly cut them, and then we armed ourselves with sticks and went. The mushrooms were full! I quickly dialed the package, but also quickly and it turned out that they were all inedible. And one edible was so crushed that it was not put in a general basket. That’s how I learned that the mushrooms are added only to the basket – there they do not crumple.
I walked through the forest and thought that in the city we never feel these smells, we do not see so many colors on the trees, we do not hear the different sounds of the forest. All this is in harmony with each other. It’s a pity the camera did not take with me, although it would not have been up to him. And at the end, when we were going home, a squirrel jumped right under our feet. We tried to approach her closer to take a picture, but she got scared and ran away.