Harvesting mushrooms.

Yes, it's that time again. To mow the frickin' yard. (Especially since the weather weenies are predicting thunderstorms everyday for the next week.) This time, the two weeks since the last mowing and all the rain have combined to give me lots and lots of mushrooms in the front yard. Oddly, though, they were all whole, which makes me wonder where the neighborhood bunny rabbit is? I saw it last week, gamboling in a neighbor's yard, so unless it's done so recently, it hasn't gone to bunny heaven. Perhaps it's just that there are mushrooms everywhere, so it doesn't need to come and chow down on mine.