Today we have solid sunshine for the first time in a week, after rain ranging from intermittent to downpour. Mushrooms love this combination of wet, then warm. On the grassy patch near the creek where there are usually a number of kangaroos lounging, I found two colonies. Their round orangey-brown or creamy-brown heads rose above the thick fresh grass, still damp from an overnight shower. They reminded me of my last walk in Warsaw last September, my last encounter with mushrooms. But then many things remind me of Warsaw: now that I'm getting closer to my return, my two worlds begin to palimpsest each other.