Beauty of Black Mushrooms

This past Thanksgiving weekend I photographed tree fungi and mushrooms alongside the perimeter trail of the local nine-hole public golf course. I was particularly drawn to a cluster of black mushrooms in a wetland area (my wife had recommend that I take a look at them after she had walked there recently). As I observed some of the black mushrooms reflecting the light in splotches of silver and gold (almost like black oil reflecting light), I was reminded of the following lines from the poem “God’s Grandeur” by Gerard Manley Hopkins:

“The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed.”

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