Meet the Shrooms–a couple and their small child (in the middle) that we encountered on the Middle Path after this week’s welcome rains.
She, gesticulating on the right seems to be pleading with him, on the left, to blahblahblah, while he seems to be…
Sorry. Woodland Whimsy strikes the already-deranged and cloistered Forested Firsts.
Just sorta nuts, that’s you!
Tall and graceful, those shrooms.