Yesterday I went for a walk in the forest
with my mother.
And there it was - the mushroom that
we as children loved and feared.
Fluesopp, in Norwegian.
We loved it because it was red with white
dots and looked like a fairytale
mushroom.
This specific specimen was a little
orange too - not quite perfect for me.
We feared it because we knew it was
very poisonous.
I guess it was a lesson in ambivalence.
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