These mushrooms came up in my yard this morning. I like the white against that beautiful green lawn. The garden here is almost a block in size. A gardener comes five days a week to take care of it. He stays most of the day. He carefully sweeps tiny leaves off of the grass. I am sure the mushrooms will be gone on Monday. Nice job. No one bothers him. House sitting is a nice job too. I like to pretend that this home belongs to me while I am here. Maybe he does the same thing. Dreaming is free.