This afternoon, as I neared Bend, Oregon , I stopped in the mountains near the Pacific Crest Trail along the upper Santiam River. Although I took a whole series of photos of Autumn colors, which I will share this week in subsequent posts, I was struck by a composite of colors and shapes, I spied on the ground. Nestled amidst fronds of sword fern, moist wood sorrel and fallen big-leaf maple leaves, a fresh white and pink mushroom has found its place. Rather than elaborate on this scene, it is my desire to be without agenda and let this simple, picture impact the viewer's thoughts and feelings peacefully.
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I think "peaceful" is the word. I had a great sense of gentleness and quiet when I looked at this. The deep green is soothing. The dampness makes me feel that the air is still and quiet. The colors are delicious. But maybe I shouldn't use that word - I have no idea what kind of mushroom this is! The photo is delightful.
I can only echo the same thoughts. Exquisite shot.
Have a lovely evening.
Sylvia
Thank you...I really needed to look at something peaceful tonight, because I kind of overdid it with the other stuff. This picture is totally beautiful. It reminds me of my one trip to the Northwest, so many years ago now.
It looks like a flower. It's very pretty. And I like the composition with a couple of fallen leaves to remind us autumn is here.
I thought it was a flower, too, but I should have known better, as we've had lots of mushrooms popping up here...
A pleasant, calming scene, Lee. Just what I needed!
Can you eat those mushrooms?
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