The mushroom season

Indeed. We never decided to do so. To love

each other. We have never set any targets.

Nor did we compose a project team. I can't

remember that there was a principal. And

if the enterprise should yield any money.

Afterwards that is strange. Do we not live

in a world that is dominated by the desire

for efficiency? Isn't that become much more

important than trust and understanding?

No, we have been a bunch of kids. Ignorant

and naive. We encountered each other. And

because the mushroom season just started,

we went into the forest. There we found.

Safron milk-cap, chanterella, horn of plenty.