Wandering about, I found some interesting and, shall I say “active”, fungus growing on a few dead trees. They seem to emerge every year here on the cutoff. Their strange shapes and colors are interesting and I am amazed at how quickly they grow.
Come along with me for a spell and see what I’m talking about.
Two days later, these three little piggies turned into this:
’tis like the fairies built platforms to dance upon under the harvest moon.
“Stand back” said the elephant “I’m going to sneeze”.
Shiver me timbers, ye’ve blown the bark right off of me.