Chilly. Gray. Kind of breezy. Not the most beautiful late-fall day for a walk on the lakeshore and into the woods at Moreau Lake State Park. But oh my, it sure seemed like heaven to me!
Thanks to heavy rains of late, the small brook that courses across this flat woodland was filled with dancing and splashing water as it made its way toward the lake. Many times of the year, we find no water at all in this brook, so we were grateful to enjoy its lively and musical beauty today.
The exposed bedrock here is home to a marvelous assortment of beautiful mosses, liverworts, and lichens.
When the creek banks grew too steeply precipitous for easy clambering, we wandered out to explore the more gently sloping surrounding forest floor.
Each fallen tree trunk proved to be a treasure trove of fascinating plants and fungi that decorated its de-barked and damp-darkened wood.
But that only means I have something new to learn. Maybe someone who knows will leave a comment. Or maybe this fungus will remain a mystery to me. Either way, I was delighted to find it. Every walk in the woods holds out the promise of new things to see!