The last few years, we’ve had more cloudy days than not in my tiny bubble in the world. Judging from the quantity and variety of mushrooms, it seems that, coupled with an elevated number of dead or dying trees, you get a paradise for these little fungi.
Because they are everywhere lately, I’m becoming moderately obsessed with trying to capture their many faces. These little guys seem to have avoided the digestive tract of the local deer so we can start to see their fall drying process.