In our area, I have not yet met morels. These are delicious mushrooms, but with them you have to be careful, they have poisonous relatives who look like them. Old age is not a court sentence)). Probably, so, my Dear friend @Johannpiber can name the following, similar to this, publication. The old mushroom is magnificent, as well as young. He makes respect him. As it is said in the poem of Lermontov - Borodino - My uncle had the best rules, when he was not seriously ill, he forced himself to respect himself, and he couldn’t better invent. I doubt this sounds correct in English. A great macro subject!
The author of the poem, initially, saw before him an old man covered with wrinkles, like this mushroom, but he did not know the heroic past of this old man. When, the author, heard a story about the past exploits that this elderly man made, he was filled with the deepest respect for this old man.
We see an old mushroom, nothing more, but, we do not know what difficulties it has overcome, in order to become such an old mushroom.
Oh, thanks for editing @barski - now I fully understand :)
That's a good story and so true, because you never know what a person might have gone through ... never judge a person by his or her appearance.
Good evening, my friend @barski,
thanks a lot :)
I think, these are the poisonous relatives, because they are still there and not even the animals have yet eaten the mushrooms.
I don't know if I understand your poem right, but I think so ... respect is an important thing, and if you cannot respect yourself, how could you respect anyone else?