I showed her the birds' nests.
|Bird's eggs, or mini chocolate candies?|
The "eggs" are spore cases, waiting their turn to flee the nest.
The nests are "splash-cups". When a raindrop hits one at the right angle, the walls are shaped such that the eggs are expelled to about 1 m away from the cup in some species. (Wikipedia: Nidulariaceae)
And then, there were the pixie cups:
|The spores grow in nodes along the lip of the goblet. None visible here.|
And the crust:
|Unidentified porous fungus, with spiderlings and cream jelly dots.|
And, as always, the orange jellies.
|Good enough to eat. Really. But too tiny to harvest.|
The dog walker thanked me, and went on her way, marvelling. And so the insanity spreads.
On another log, a few more of the rusty-gilled polypores were busy decomposing the wood:
|Rusty-gilled polypore, Gloeophyllum sepiarium, about an inch long.|
|And a young-un.|
About two weeks ago, I had seen this sepia mushroom near a few rusty-gills, and wondered what it was. I checked it again this Tuesday, and it had turned brown and black and matched the others.
(First five; Tyee Spit. The youngster is by Woodhus Slough.)