After a short rest, we returned to the forest. We decided to go deep into the forest, hoping to find more humid places where mushrooms would grow. At first our hopes were in vain, we went further into the woods, and there were no mushrooms.
However, after many paths through the hilly forest (which kind of tired us), we still found a valley at the bottom of which there was a little moisture. There we found some more honey mushrooms. I can't say that there were many, but it gave us a little inspiration to continue our search. However, we were still moving towards the edge of the forest.
As time began to approach noon, we decided to complete our search for mushrooms and went out of the woods to a field covered with dry grass almost the height of a person (the children were completely hidden from human sight in places). We left the forest together, except for my brother-in-law's father. He, in order for us to see him from afar, put his cap on a stick and lifted it high above himself so that we could see it from afar amidst this thick and very tall grass.
In general, someone found a bucket of mushrooms (for example, a friend of mine with children), someone had less than half a bucket, but everyone was in a very good mood. Good people came together, there was a very beautiful nature around, it was good and sunny weather - it is enough to feel happy. And we all knew for sure that we would definitely return to this forest!
