Damp wet soil covers the forest floor. At the edge of the meadow weird alien like things grow, invisible to the untrained eye. In a hole in a tree a toadstool grows.
Night falls. As dark clouds hang over the meadow more mushrooms start to grow.
As light shines upon the meadow the rows of red toadstools stand strong and tall. The meadow is no longer green grass and full of deer. It is also a home of fungi.
What a fantastic description Nikki.
ReplyDeleteI can really imagine those toadstools in the forest waiting until everything was right for them to grow.
Mrs F