In spite of a lingering head-cold & the frigid rain, I donned my foul-weather gear & journeyed into the forest with the family for what might be our last opportunity to revel in the final breaths of an uncharacteristically long season.
Returning to the Earth.
There I found what I needed.
I always do.
Despite the cold, creeping touch of winter, the beauty of life abounded. Death too.
I fell in love, over & over.
|Pretty polypore on a rotting conifer.|
|Split-gills & lichens on alder.|
|Orange sponge polypore (Pycnoporellus alboluteus ) & a slime mold (Arcyria spp. ?)|
|Polypore & lichens on birch.|
|Witches' Butter (Tremella mesenterica).|
|Late season umbrella.|
|Tiny polypores & lichens on alder.|
|A Wee One on a dried grass shaft.|
|Wine-coloured polypores - thank you Bacchus.|