I saw an ungodly amount of mushrooms in the forest during my walk last weekend. I didn’t want to overwhelm the hiking story with pictures of mushrooms, so here they are, on a scene of their own.

Amanita mushrooms are always the prettiest ones.



Ordinary mushrooms often looked more interesting when they had started ageing and even decomposing.






The warted puffball (vårtig röksvamp) is edible, according to sources. It doesn’t look like it.

This one was the most bizarre. Bright orange mushrooms the size of my fingertip, growing in the middle of a gravel road with no other vegetation nearby. I wonder how it manages to access any nutrition at all. Wikipedia tells me it’s called “orange peel fungus” in English and I can see why. (Mönjeskål in Swedish.)