There is weirdness in the woods.
It is amazing to me how these things happen naturally but try as we might, we cannot reproduce such marvelous oddities in our own gardens.
I suppose we can create outrageous topiaries and contort trees into espaliers, but I love searching for strangeness out on our walks.
It often means you have to look down, rather than up; these little details can get lost in the big picture.
How does this happen? It is so perfect.
Moss ring toss!