I visited my mother in her house close to the German border in Bohemian Forest. At the beginning of September it was marvellous and in comparison to the cold and rainy Zurich simply wonderful. In the evening one could sit outside in the garden in T-shirt, during the day the sun was shining just as in midsummer and next to me my satisfied mother. All wishes fulfilled. Read More »
Tag: mushrooms
Collecting mushrooms
It is August and I go jogging. The path in the woods is shadowy and thus I don’t mind the high temperatures. I run downhill and feel the sweat drops forming on my forehead and suddenly I see it. Next to the path a huge porcino. What am I going to do?, I think. But I cannot leave this showpiece. I take it, hide it in the grass and put a twig on the path so that I would find it on my way back. After 50 metres the next one. Thus my jogging tour turns into the obstacle course from mushroom to mushroom.Read More »
Michaela Merz 