During my wanderings, two brackets were discovered.
One up a tree
and one on an old stump.
Both on wood, one wood living
the other dead.
The white on was high up in a tree.
The brown one was low to the ground hidden by weeds.
The white one looked new, clean and pristine.
The brown bracket looked old, dirty, and weather worn.
One seemed heavenly,
the other earthly.
My family spent a cool afternoon in the mountains
paddling around a lake in kayaks and a canoe.
We stick to the perimeter because there is so much to see along the shore.
That’s how I spotted these lovely brackets from the water.
After our time on the water, I tracked down this dead tree.
I had to do some climbing to get these photos.
There were at least three years worth of Ganoderma on the trunk.
I am hesitant to identify any fungi for fear someone will
find that fungus and eat it or make some tea
and lose their liver because of me.
It is a polypore. That means it has pores instead of gills.
I am so happy that when the flowers start to fade,
the fungi emerge.
I took a walk down our road this evening.
I wanted to photograph two of our wildflowers.
The orange Jewel weed was being molested by a group of hummingbirds.
They were zipping through the patch, shaking the plants and making all kinds of racket.
Periodically one would sit and rest on the nearby Pokeberry weed.
I also wanted to get some pictures of hearts-a-bustin’.
I cut across my neighbors’ property on the way home.
I found even more fungi.
This snail is having this knocked-over-one for supper.
I gave it back after the photo.
‘Tis the season!
Snails love their ‘shrooms!