Twigs catching in my hair, I tramped through the woods, searching for Spring ... I didn't find it. But nestled amidst the chaos left over from this Winter's fierce storms, I found something else.
Mushrooms were everywhere ... a few caught my imagination. A family huddling together amidst the frozen ferns. A lone mushroom, stalk gnarled and twisted, standing tall.
Spring will come soon enough ... I love the season that is.
Oh, sissy, those are so beautifully photographed. How lovely. I envy you your woods. (grin) The waters of the river are so high, there is no tromping along the river's edges until it goes down a little more.
ReplyDeleteThose mushrooms look like they're spun from some stray moonbeam. Beautiful--these wonderful picturds just fill my eyes.