Last weekend, my husband was working in our front yard when he noticed a few mushrooms. I must have trained him well because he immediately yelled, “Ashley, get your camera.” I think it started raining shortly after he called me outside so I told him that I would photograph them the next morning so he could promptly get rid of them.

And as interesting as I think they look on “film,” they were completely nasty when my husband finally dug them up. Yuck!
