It's been tipping down for most of day here. That sort of windy, grey, wet, gets in your bones kind of a day.We have a solid fuel Rayburn which we hadn't lit for the last four years. That was in the good old days when central heating oil was relatively cheap and sawing up logs wasn't worth the myther. But I lit it today. Believe me, there is nothing as nice as a log fire on a wet day. I've had the whistling kettle on the hob all day, (tea on demand) and cooked a chicken in the oven.
When the brook at the end of the road flooded in September, the torrents brought drift wood and bits of branches from upstream. When the water subsided we managed to hook a few bits out of the brook and saw them up.
We stored them in wheel barrows in the polytunnel to help them to dry out.
I noticed these little toadstools growing on a piece of waterlogged timber. They're pale yellow with a goldeny bit on the crown. I wouldn't eat them but they're lovely to look at. What are they?