The Ozarks are a beautiful place. Lovely critters and growing things appear on a daily basis.
This black snake fell from the Mimosa tree outside the living room window. He had been climbing to have supper of baby birds from a wren's nest.
Tiny fungi grow beneath a stick on the forest trail where I take the goats for a browse walk. The cups of the fungi are so small that a pencil eraser would fill them.