Mushrooms, lots of mushrooms, none of them saying moo. Yellow ones with freckles, flat white ones, orange ones with ridges around the edge, little brown ones. Wish I knew if any were edible.
*sproing*
*sproing*
*sproing*
which is the feel of walking on thick thick moss. Lots of different kinds of moss, too, some with those little pale flag-like things sticking up; extra sex bits?
Yay for climbing on rocks.
Views of Boston, views of water, the contrast of straight pine needles with ripples on the greenish water.
(Presumably) Arty photos being taken of a man wrapped/tied into a small brown outfit.
Beautiful wildflowers. A red dragonfly. Little grasshoppers hopping out of the way as we walked along the graveled path. A yellow flutterby.
Differing habits of mind. Photos. Books. Food. The occasional rhombus.
*sproing*
*sproing*
*sproing*
which is the feel of walking on thick thick moss. Lots of different kinds of moss, too, some with those little pale flag-like things sticking up; extra sex bits?
Yay for climbing on rocks.
Views of Boston, views of water, the contrast of straight pine needles with ripples on the greenish water.
(Presumably) Arty photos being taken of a man wrapped/tied into a small brown outfit.
Beautiful wildflowers. A red dragonfly. Little grasshoppers hopping out of the way as we walked along the graveled path. A yellow flutterby.
Differing habits of mind. Photos. Books. Food. The occasional rhombus.
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