Where the museum's little woods meets the paved parking lot, a muddy edge cut into the hillside, half covered in a mulch of needles, twigs and dying leaves, a goodly crop of brown mushrooms has sprung up.
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| Big-leaf maple and red alder leaves, Douglas-fir cones and needles. And LBMs. |
One of these, well past its prime, has lost the top of the cap, and the liberated gills have flared out, so that they look like flower petals.
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| Warm brown "flower petals". |
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Donde el bosquecito del museo llega al estacionamiento pavimentado, un borde cortado en el declive, un tramo lodoso cubierto en los desechos del bosque, ramitas y hojas muertas, conos de abeto de Douglas y sus hojitas, allí ha brotado un núnero de hongos marrones.
- Hojas muertas de arce de hoja grande, y de aliso rojo; conos de abeto de Douglas, y sus hojitas. Y los hongos.
- Uno de estos hongos, ya bien pasado de su condición óptima, ha perdido la capa superior del sombrero, dejando las laminillas en libertad. Y así sin restricciones, se han abierto hasta parecer pétalos de una flor.
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