After a few days of rain, the mushrooms are ponderous and prolific in the Grand Forest.
Mushroom, Anthropologie style: nice mix of ruffles and gorgeous delicate hue.
I saw a number of these inside-out fellows. They remind me of umbrellas in too stiff a wind, ribs to the sky.
This one is the most intriguing shade of metallic purple. You know, I’m coming around on purple lately.
And this meaty guy thinks he’s a ruffled oyster stranded far from the sea.