It's a mild, damp November afternoon misty enough for the foghorn to be lowing a steady moan and at 4 PM it's already almost dark. To cheer ourselves up, Honey and I went out looking for some bright bits of nature to share with you. I suppose the large boll on the moose maple is not necessarily bright, but it is fascinating in an ugly symbiotic way.
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