To be quite honest, it may have been me who took the picture of Papa Smurf. I was pretty obsessed with smurfs, at one time in my childhood, and I was sure that they lived in the big puffball mushrooms growing beneath the pine trees beside my neighbor Lindsey's house. I know this because I saw one, one time when I was sitting there, hovering, just waiting for a little blue pointy hat to emerge. Seriously. You know you believe me.