Warm greetings to everyone!
How are you all doing? I truly hope this finds you in good health and high spirits.
Today, I’d like to share a few snapshots I captured over the past few days. I spent some time wandering through the back of my house, a quiet corner filled with fallen leaves and old logs that have begun to soften and decay under the touch of the weather.
To me, early morning is the most magical time to witness mushrooms in bloom. Out there, in the silent dampness, no one else seems interested in noticing them, except for me, and perhaps a few tiny insects that find comfort in hidden, humid places.
Perched atop one of the crumbling old logs, I discovered a cluster of tiny white mushrooms (Mycena manipularis). They grow in colonies within the cracks of the decaying wood, standing out as the most dominant species in this area. I even spotted a millipede wandering nearby, perhaps looking for a meal, or simply passing through on its own little journey.
Not far from there, my attention was caught by a deep, dark purple mushroom. Unlike the white ones, there were only a few, and they hadn't quite fully bloomed yet. Some were still tiny, as if hesitant to reveal their true form. To be honest, this one was my personal favorite. Just above this purple colony, I noticed another white mushroom growing, creating a beautiful contrast of colors.
Besides the mushrooms, I encountered two very unique looking insects. I’m not quite sure what they were, as it’s been a long time since I’ve seen creatures like them. I’ll admit, I felt a slight chill while taking their photos, their unusual shapes felt ancient, as if they were carrying traces of a prehistoric era into the present day.
Of course, the millipede made another appearance. While I usually find small ones around the house, the ones out back are much larger and quite impressive.
A few days later, when I returned to the spot, the mushrooms I described had already withered and returned to the earth. But life doesn't stop there. On the same logs that were turning into dust, new mushrooms were already beginning to sprout, continuing nature's never ending cycle.
Thank you so much for taking a moment to wander through my backyard with me today. Sometimes, beauty doesn't need to be sought far and wide, it exists right between the decaying wood and the morning dew, just waiting to be discovered. I hope these small notes serve as a gentle reminder for us all to pause and appreciate the tiny details around us.
See you on the next post!