The air has that familiar clean scent to it and the sky is hung with scarves of gray, misty clouds. Wet sidewalks and rain-splattered windows are the only memory of the overnight rain, but meanwhile in the forest, everything has come to life. I invite you to the world of wonder that rain can bring to our forests.
Pears glistening with raindrops. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021A dogbane bush speckled with rain. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Mushrooms, full and fleshy from rain. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021A mushroom huddled with moss. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Raindrops on a leaf. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Often called “club lichen” – I prefer to refer to these little guys as “bugles” from their trumpet-like shape. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Green lichen with an uncanny texture of human skin. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Rain hanging from a plum leaf. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Moss and lichen, vibrant and alive from rain. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Can you spot the mushroom? Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021A family of mushrooms. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Lichen and moss on a branch. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Lichen spotlit in the sun. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Moss capsules. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Moss depends on rain for reproduction and life – the two are undeniably connected in a relationship we have trouble fathoming. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021Mushrooms growing around a knot in old wood, fleshy after a rain. Copyright Hazel Peel-Hodgson, 2021
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