Toadstools, Time and Tiny Horses
Autumn is also a good time for taking time to see the world. Out on a recent foray in the wilds of Waimate, I found these spotted treasures.
Officially known as ‘Fly Agaric Toadstools’ (Amanita muscaria), the name doesn’t quite convey the connotations with fairies and enchanted forests, but does hint at their insect-deterring properties.
A more mature version…apparently the ‘spots’ are actually the traces of the outer-covering which ensconces the toadstool in it’s early days: a puff-ball like protection from the world.
Until it gracefully ages to become this star-shaped sentinel of the forest floor, still carrying the stones it picked up in it’s infancy!
Further up the road we passed the golf course (New Zealand has one of the highest per capita incidences of golf courses in the world, so I thought it only fitting to include one here).
The smooth green expanses always bring to mind thoughts of pleasant camping…but not today at any rate.
The Cranio Sacral Therapy would also have to wait. But a short dawdle along the road were the miniature ponies, the highlight of the day! Here they come…
They’re not exactly practical beasts, being too small to ride yet big enough to chomp their way merrily across a few paddocks per year, but so lovely to look at with those beautiful manes.
Unlike the Big Bad Wolf I didn’t threaten to eat them all up, oh no my dears! Just the same, Little Red Riding Hood was hiding in the long green grass when we made our way home.