Beyond Baku,on the outskirts of Ashkelon.Israel.

Three days ago,almost a week of rainy weather came to an end.On Friday,i.e. yesterday I was actually supposed to go fishing.But as often happens ,one overslept,another got sick and the third had stuff come up.Annoying,but you live with it.Stashed the bait in the freezer,and since I always carry all my main tackle in the trunk of my little Peugeot,there was nothing else to do at all.Coming back at noon from town after some non-urgent errands,I felt kind of down.And then ,probably the right decision was made.Mushroom picking.Yesterday the temperature went up,during the day it climbed to about 27 degrees.So I came back tired but happy.You can't drive from the road to the tree plantation.Forgot my phone in the car,then the thrill of picking,and I only took pics at home.The result-slippery jacks .