Summer came. Together with the summer, the sun comes, and after the rain, mushrooms appear.

They are so beautiful, they are called "mushrooms in spontaneous flora". I would start with a very short story.

"Grandfather went to mushrooms in the woods. He took his wicker basket and went singing to the places he knew were mushrooms. All the way he sang loudly, looking to the right and left, looking for the known mushrooms. But he did not find any mushrooms! He returned disappointed to his grandmother, but also to the empty basket. Babe did not come to believe him and scolded him, because he had been too cheerful and he had always played. The next morning, at the urge of the baby, they went together in the woods. This time, the babe did not let him sing. As they entered the forest, they found mushrooms, picked them up, and immediately filled the basket. The boy was surprised that if he had not sung, as the babe had said, they found the most beautiful mushrooms! The day before he had found none. Great wonder! ".

Of course, the mushrooms grew overnight, they did not hide when they heard the grandfather singing. The mushrooms, when they have moisture and heat conditions, "rise overnight"! As I grow up, they have conquered me. "Before I woke up my interest, I was off against them, I thought you should not risk do you poison or die because of the mushrooms gathered from the field or the forest I went to the insistence of a good friend to pick mushrooms Under the promise that I should not drink one, I just went for a walk in nature, being anyway big The harvest was rich and, against my will, I had to taste a delicacy picked up by my buddy. The next day I complained to another friend, encyclopedic spirit and "great connoisseur and lover of mushrooms", and so I I have come to love for them. I got sick. Since then, when I have the opportunity to look for them, I give them things, touch them, touch them, amuse them, immortalize them, and often pick them up, take them home. Then prepare, taste, devour them, enjoy them. You realize that mushrooms are not just a dish, they're a passion. If we only want them for food, we buy them from the store, without headaches and without risking anything.

In conclusion, I want to prevent collectors from saying that mushrooms do not have a general rule to determine if they are toxic or not. The slightest doubt must be dealt with seriously, the specimen of which we are not sure should not be picked, and if picked, it must be discarded. People's wisdom knows a lot of empirical methods to determine the toxicity of a fungus. Some kind of myths. One of them is the "silver test." It is believed that the water in which the poisonous mushrooms are cooked makes the silver smell.Mythias destroyers have shown that young freshly prepared specimens do not neglect silver, this process takes place when the cream is used when cooking or when mushrooms have begun to ferment The case of mushrooms attacked by worms or snails are also a shy myth Mushrooms tested on animals also Animals are immune to various species and the symptoms sometimes appear very late, for example, the guinea pig is immune even at Amanita phalloides. Edible mushrooms grown near the poisonous become toxic, molding themselves from the bad ones - it is another myth that circulates quite a lot, but which "is a good and necessary myth", unlike the other. This is meant to scare those who see only a "food" in the mushroom. We must know that the mushrooms are not cleaned by boiling toxicity, nor do they change their color to breakage, if they are toxic.

We depend on whether grace, elegance of mushrooms, natural beauty and taste can be true sources of joy and even health in our lives. Only permanent self-education, temperance and information can keep the "mushroom" close to us.