It was that familiar time of year again when the damp woods began quietly summoning fungi from the earth. Joel and I wandered beneath the dripping canopy in search of the delicate pixie parasol, though the forest had other offerings in mind. Everywhere along the mossy floor, small kingdoms of fungi emerged from rotting timber and wet leaves — pale umbrellas, twisted shelves, tiny translucent domes — each asking to be photographed from some curious new angle close to the soil.
The deeper we walked, the more the woods seemed alive with quiet hunters of another kind. A few younger women appeared here and there among the trees, pretending coincidence but clearly tracing our path, watching where we paused and where our lenses pointed. In forests during fungi season, secrets travel quickly. Nobody speaks much; they simply follow the instinct that somewhere ahead, someone has found something worth discovering.
Sony A7RV
Sigma 105mm f2.8 macro
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