Autumn, when the forest floor turns wet and the visible, fruity parts of the always present fungi start to show themselves in an endless multitude of shapes and colours. The time that photographers kneel, bend their backs and necks in nearly impossible positions to capture the beauty of nature´s communication pathways, before they get eaten by Mother Nature.
This set of photos I made at Quinta do Pisão and Bosque dos Gaios.
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