As tends to happen, I’d forgotten about these beauties. This is a fungal skeleton I came across one early autumn morning, and in that delicious light, it was irresistible. The word that comes to mind is fragility.
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Translucency at its best.
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Delicate like a thin film of soap.
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One with the light.
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For more mushroom fun, I found this wonderful piece:
And Sting has the perfect song for us:
Oh that is so beautiful, and I love the time lapse of all the different mushroooms, thank you rq
Wow! Those are stunningly beautiful shots. My favourite is the last one, I love the perspective. And I agree, the word that comes to mind is fragile.
It looks like some very delicate glasswork. Beautiful.
These are very small mushrooms, I am amazed you were even able to find them in this field of grasses. Very beautiful.
To me, it looks like there is a good colony of wild onions also growing where you took these photos. ‘Shrooms’ and onions always bloom here, in spring, before the grass gets tall enough to crowd them out of our view They still grow, just in the shadows of the grasses, so we don’t see them, for most of the year. That is a very healthy patch of ground you have found!
Wonderfully delicate.