"Where does the butterfly go when it rains?" once asked a bookish fella.
Viewing this, a child might answer, "Under these yellow umbrellas!"
(When I first saw this group of fungi last week, before our warm dry weather, they stood straight and tall and rounded and very yellow... looking for all the world like umbrellas for the "little people" of the woodlands. Or yes, for butterflies in the rain. I wish I had photographed them then.)