Some rainforests are so totally green that you’d swear there’s been a Photoshop filter applied. This one near Mount Tamborine was no different. Green moss, green light under the covering tree canopy.
Whether tree roots and buttresses or accompanying boulders, all were mossed green.
Some roots went underground and reappeared as shy knees and thighs, modestly mossed.
In some places tree roots embraced boulders as closely as if netted.
Vines as thick as my arms were doing a lot of embracing too, hitching a lift up to the light. This one was unusual in that several birds’ nest ferns, perhaps mistaking them for trees, had settled on them.
Other vines, as thick as many of the trees, astonished me with their girth and height… and likely age.
As the track was muddy, my eyes were carefully cast down, so the canopy was not much observed. Just as well, or I might have missed these fungi, bravely breaking the green dominance with their fluted and flared cinnamon rays.
Well the moss certainly is… and the mud!
Yes the rain left its luscious green mark and the trees are grateful.