Autumn’s sporadic rain and heat should be ideal for fungi, but so far the best has been in my own yard.
This rather ethereal stinkhorn family specimen has been eaten at the top, I gather, but I was delighted to see it, even in its last days.
More common ones, like these cinnamon-topped pancakes, have popped up for a day, jostling for space to flare their frills.
In the coastal bush there are myriads of tiny fungi amongst the leaf litter.
Some are like bubbles before they burst…
… and others are like fallen flowers.
In all the dampness, many tree trunks take on a greenish tinge. This twin trunk also hosts a baby epiphyte: elk or stag horn?
Others decorate themselves with bands and splotches of lichen.
This one decided to do a bit of shapely bending as well as using lichen body paint. Graceful… but how and why, I wonder.
I am used to the twists and turns and arabesques of Angophoras, but in this sort of forest such a dancer’s display is unusual.
But then Nature is full of surprises for ignorant me…
Wow, thanks Joyce! Yes, the small things in Nature are often the most amazing. So glad you appreciate my pics and observations.
Exquisite, Sharyn. One of my favorite collections.
thank you.
Namaste
Joyce