Get down low…and see the mysteries that may be in your mulch and layer of leaf liter under the trees..

Carpet of creeping thyme

The ground is wet and I’m careful where I walk, so not to, literally, slip on the slopes. The mountain above my garden commands attention, frosted in snow or shrouded with cloud, ever changing now. But, today,…I’m looking down.

Creeping woodsorrel, Oxalis corniculata

Among the clover, a star shaped plant, called Baby Stars will have pink pink blossoms soon, so tiny

Looking down, though, to watch my step, I see mostly mulch covering the paths and beds. The colors of the Fall garden have melted into it and the muted tones of pine green, the grey-green of the manzanita and the dull green of the deerbrush have the chance to distinguish themselves.

Barely seen Pocket Mouse

Getting down low reveals more than just mulch. Some objects I know, some not, some lucky to see, some, like the Pretty face, I look forward to see. All are small mysteries.  And wonders.

Huge Western Giant Puffball 6 inches around, a Calvatia booniana

Persicaria capitata, a Knotweed variety and a pretty one