wood ears

another language I’ve lost

The not-at-all-cheesy font is Showcard Gothic — one of those fonts I’ll probably never use again, but seemed right for this.

Is the haiku too cryptic? I hope not. I was shooting for just a little cryptic.

say morel

and they all hide
say the old times

Less of a haiku than an epigram, but it’s what I wanted to say. Morelers are a special bunch. I don’t have the eye for it myself.

the chainsawed end of a hemlock

After a while, it opens one by one its mush rooms.

Close-up of white, tooth-like fungi arranged in disorderly rows on the end of a log.

enjoy a second obsolescence as typewriter keys.

Close-up of a horizontal tree limb covered with foliose lichens and small shelf fungi, with a small house in the background.

was full of places to climb and sit.

highly worn and pitted end of a log with a small orange mushroom growing out of it and a split in the shape of an X

now riddled
with openings

even with these special seats
squirrels still make a mess

bolete landscape gnats follow the branching cracks
in its skin

puffballs
This was taken in late December, after the first snowpack melted off, whence the slightly crushed appearance.