A shaggy grandfather hickory tree-hug this morning.
Soft green moss-mittens at the entrance of a tree-hollow. I wonder who lives there.
Perhaps the bark-couple holding hands are headed down for a visit.
The stream nearby was full and rushing loudly after all the rain.
White coral fungus was popping up.
And a Two-colored Bolete caught my eye on the trail. Pay attention to where your senses lead you in nature. Be open and curious. Learning never ends. 💚 Peace