tiny mushrooms and lush moss providing my current mental escape. so many tiny forms that would be missed had it not been for the desires of my 11mm chair. loving the slower and closer look it has afforded me right here in my own yard.

a cascading mossy perch...wisking me to some steamy, tropical, mental hide-away.


and the baby tears that begin on the front walk at the edges of things look so lush and fleshy when set aside llmm of repose : )

fall is dreamy in it's mini quiet escapes.