Portrait of a Magic Mushroomed Man on the Hill ;-)
Hooooaaaa the autumn is here and suddenly all the soft colours are there in piles of leaves to boot skyward. And the blustery clouds with some sun here, a drop of rain just over. I am up on the hills, the Campsie Fells, and later on I will find a picture of this chemical substance.
Because I’ve just seen a windswept figure of a man nonchalantly walking around in circles with a small blue bag. He’s bending down every now and then. He sways and staggers a bit, its not thaaaat windy! I try and strike up a conversation with him, but all I get is a half deranged smile and some funny noises. Looks like our friend’s maybe been up this field yesterday too. Back for afters 😉
And later Cara & Jason come up with the girls for a lovely meal. The children all enjoy hearing about the Mushroom picker, and half an hour later I am handed their identikit picture, which is included here. Stunningly accurate portrait.
And wee Megan wrote ‘I am Dumbo’ down in the right hand corner.
There’s the three of them laughing: