I have learned to find beauty in fungus. This has been difficult, understandably, if you'll recall the Syrup of Ipecac/mushroom incident with Holt back in '04.
There have been quite a patch of them growing across the street. They starting out by looking like golf balls on a stick. Then they lost some of their shape at the bottom and after all the torrential rain, they have seemingly sprouted umbrellas! There was literally a river that passed this way in the last couple of days, and today when I came upon them, it was as if a gnome had slid open the top to stay dry beneath. Quite an amazing little science project.
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