Whilst wandering aimlessly through the garden this afternoon, I happened upon a proper toadstool ring. Yes, a fairy gate, entrance to the realms beyond. You could almost hear the elfin laughter from the surrounding trees as I stood, gobsmacked by their creation...
Anchoring it is the granddaddy of all toadstools. Seriously the thing is the size of a soupbowl. You could almost see the help-wanted sign hanging there, begging for a caterpiller to take his ease and blow smokerings at little blond girls happening by.
Interestingly, there was a bit of a learning curve taking pictures of the thing. Who knew that a faery ring could be so lacking in visual stimulae? I took a stepped-back picture of the thing and it just looked like... well, it looked like nothing. No magic in that picture, which is why you won't see it here!
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