The bark from this dead and rotting tree sagged down around the tree’s base like an overstretched sock around an Entling’s ankles. Long ago were gone its branches, leaves and twigs, so that not much was left to show for a long life but a few mushrooms.
Even so, the forest decomposers are not without their own art and grace, returning dust to dust.
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Allen and I photograph shelf fungi every time we see them. In the drier West, they aren’t all that common!