Are you tired of mushrooms yet?
You’re kidding, right?
We continue the amazing mushroom walk that happened after a Great Big Rain not so long ago …
For a while, no new shrooms showed up. I looked in all the usual places, like this rich, red leaf litter beneath a north-facing wall. I wonder what cool critters live under there?
No mushrooms here, but wow, what a cool composition of rock, moss, and organic debris!
It was not until after I passed the school that the grove of trees in front of SRI became visible. On the left side of the street, an old, open forest of different kinds of trees, and under them, an unbroken stretch of mature, relatively undisturbed leaf litter.
Just barely visible in far left background of the photo above, a tiny row of white dots at the base of a tree. What do you suppose those are? Between here and there, there was much to see.
Possibly my favorite fungus in this adventure. Dark, ear-like folds with prominent gills, and of course! The obligatory fungus fly, reddish brown, perched daintily on the edge of a cap.
A pale yellow, wavy-edged wonder and gosh darn if there isn’t another fungus fly!
A perfect dome, with a delicate translucent edge. No fly this time.
Who could resist photographing these three little charmers?