Is yellow a sign of danger? Does it warn us that mushrooms of that colour are not edible? Or is it just the bright red colour that represents the mushrooms we need to beware of 🍄? I don't know, but I know that Friday is the day when you can observe so many different coloured and shaped mushrooms, as #FungiFriday invites all those cool mushroom lovers that post for the event held by 
So that actually happened, as when we were walking around the small river my husband saw some tiny mushrooms. I had just the phone, took some photos and went back after some days with the camera. And, you know, they were not there anymore. Someone took them, I don't know why. But luckily, he saw other ones, some yellowish mushrooms in the pine forest we were walking last Friday afternoon.
In those unexpected moments for having some cool finding, he said to me: Look, here you have your mushrooms. "Mine", as he knows that I am always trying to spot some of them. So this yellow baby was shining and showing itself proudly.
However, it was not the only one. Just a few steps further...
There was another one, a more modern mushroom, as he had a special haircut. A hole, like those new haircuts that you can ask your hairdresser to make you more stylish. Although I am happy with my hair without being fancy, this shroom was nice and interesting.
Some more fancy ones tried to reach my attention too. At least, I can say, it had a different shape, maybe with the help of some photo editor I could do it to look like a heart-shaped one (I remember how 
A bit closer look to it from the top.
Although looking at the same mushroom from another angle, it is not anymore considered to resemble a heart. It is just a regular boletus looking one.
In my very first post in this Fungi lovers community, I brought similar mushrooms. The place is not the same, but the type of mushrooms is somehow like those I have found in the mountains. 
And the place we were is like this, just pine trees... and the city in the background!
If we stop for a second to see the environment where we are situated, I don't want to miss the opportunity to show this purple nice flower. Many of those were growing there around, to contrast the rocky soil and dead conifer needles.
Goodbye, beautiful purple flower, we return with yellow mushrooms. Not any ordinary mushrooms, because you see, this one looks like a crumpled pancake ... or a crumpled sponge. If you are hungry, choose the first offer. In fact, that’s what it looked like when I released it from the armour. It was crumpled and grew between two stones. Now free, it can breathe and be featured in this post.
Before releasing the mushroom from the stone armour:
And still, there were more of them. One beautiful, perfect, rounded shiny mushroom, which was hidden in the pine needles.
It was covered with those grey, dead needles, and I started to clean it a bit.
From the top I removed the needles and around it I removed the dry twigs.
The final result was this, a nice, yellow mushroom, which proudly stood there for all the people who will see it in this post.
Confident in its beauty, this mushroom has no idea that in a few months it may find a different fate.
So, it is not aware of the fact that it can turn into such an old, dried mushroom just in a few months. I am not responsible for the drying of this individual ( #SaveFilip is another story)
This mushroom was slightly larger than the others, but it was already dried. It had probably been there all summer, watching the sunrise and sunset, and praying to survive the relentless Spanish summer as long as possible.
My post could end here, as the pine forest episode finishes here... but there is one surprise to come. The along the river walk and mushrooms that disappeared. No magic involved, just the phone photos from the first day I saw them... The rest of the story you already know, when you go prepared, they are not there anymore.
You don't have to move from your chair to teleport yourself to this place and take a closer look at this stump.
Do you see them? The group of those small white mushrooms? Here, we'll get a little closer now.
A group of six small mushrooms, tucked among dry leaves and slightly coloured..
But then, on the other part of the stump, there were five of them. Even brighter and whiter, they lined up as if they were standing in line to get out of the stump ... The ones behind fell asleep a bit.
Some wanted to grow alone, and to protrude with their heads towards the light and to greet us. Some were pyramidal in shape, but there were also round ones.
Some were dragged down, though alone, without company.
I don't know what happened to this mushroom, it looks older and it's damaged. It is strangely shaped, with a long curved neck.
Finally, I heard something that this little guy was telling : Goodbye everyone, and thank you for reading this post. Happy Fungi Friday to all of you :)
