in the sun shunned wet
the earth stirs and rises up
slender stalks shoulder
the secret places
where sad old trees go to die
teeming with colour
Went for a walk in the moors and woods. If you look closely, the fungi are everywhere. In those sun shunned secret places. I don’t know much about identifying them, but they are all beautiful in their own way. Here are some photos I took (copyright: Me!). These are real scenes of autumn, the colours of autumn.
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