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On the weekends, Andrew loved to escape from the noisy, scurrying city to the village. To take a basket and set off to the forest. The big pine-trees, a curious squirrel peeking out a hollow, a cuckoo heard from afar, a woodpecker diligently picking in a tree; all around lived its own life. He walked slowly, trying to point out every detail around. Before long, Andrew noticed orange chanterelles. He carefully cut them and put them into the basket. An important porcini underneath the smooth cap took cover under a branch, but was found and sent to the basket as well. Suddenly, a grass snake slipped from under his feet and immediately disappeared beyond an old stump. Andrew jumped over a small forest stream and continued his path enjoying the nature and the walk.