Niks: This is a real troll forest!
Naks: Yes! Just look at all these boulders. A huge troll has carted them here...
Niks: Or maybe it was the ice age...
Niks: Look! Another troll castle!
Niks: What a wonderful fly agaric!
Naks: We'll eat this for sure! What a treat!
Niks: Is this an ant hill?
Naks: No, it's just a heap of spruce needles on a boulder.
Niks: What a pity. I was looking for ants for dessert.
Naks: But there is a delicious looking toadstool here.
Niks: Yes! It is a mustarousku! We'll eat it for dessert.
Niks: Lovely soft moss. I think I'll take a nap after all that eating.
Naks: Me too, eating makes one sleepy.
Niks: Look! One more toadstool.
Naks: This is not a fly agaric...
Niks: We'll eat it anyway... Mmmmmm... it smells good.
Naks: Most flowers have gone to seed already.
Niks: So if you want to find color in the forest...
Naks: You have to look for toadstools...
Niks: Or leaves that have turned red and gold.
Naks: This blueberry is turning nicely!
2 comments:
Oh what fun! I love mushrooms too! I miss the forest, we had lovely ones back in Denmark. Here on the eastern plains we have grasses. Not as interesting! I can see you were in troll Heaven!
I love your stories! Keep up the writing, please, you are a wonderful storyteller.
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