"We must achieve the character and acquire the skills to live much poorer than we do. We must waste less. We must do more for ourselves and for each other. It is either that or continue merely to think and talk about changes that we are inviting catastrophe to make. The great obstacle is simply this: the conviction that we cannot change because we are dependant on what is wrong. But that is the addict's excuse, and we know that it will not do."
—Wendell Berry

Thursday, 13 March 2014

Weird and pretty

One thing I love about the wet weather is that it brings out many of the things you would not normally see. In the warm and wet many of the rainforest fungus will bloom overnight to be gone the next day. Others will grow like wood and last for years.
 These beautiful little mushrooms are about the size of the palm of your hand and a vivid golden colour. As they age the cap inverts like an umbrella in the wind.
This fungus is one of the weirdest I have come across in a while. It is tough and leathery and feels like skin to the touch. It is growing flat on the ground on a path by the water tanks. It gets trodden on every day but doesn't appear to mind. It is currently about 30 centimetres across and still growing.
These tiny fungus are about the size of your fingernail, cherry red and have a beautiful lipstick gloss. They came up only once a few years ago and I have never seen them since. Obviously we would not dream of ever eating any of these fungus- the odds of a horrific death are all too high. But they are certainly beautiful.
I also love the mossy growth we get where it is dark and wet. There is something about the soft green moss I find very appealing. in the dry season it shrivels up into a crumbly brown mat and appears to be thoroughly dead until it next gets wet and greens again.

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