Magic happens!

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We have two complete fairy rings mushrooms in the middle of our garden. 

I don't have a drone so I can't photograph the rings in full. They are approximately 2 meters in diameter.

The Snail

To grass, or leaf, or fruit, or wall,

The snail sticks close, nor fears to fall,

As if he grew there, house and all

                                                Together.

Within that house secure he hides,

When danger imminent betides

Of storm, or other harm besides

                                                Of weather.

Give but his horns the slightest touch,

His self-collecting power is such,

He shrinks into his house, with much

                                                Displeasure.

Where'er he dwells, he dwells alone,

Except himself has chattels none,

Well satisfied to be his own

                                                Whole treasure.

Thus, hermit-like, his life he leads,

Nor partner of his banquet needs,

And if he meets one, only feeds

                                                The faster.

Who seeks him must be worse than blind,

(He and his house are so combin'd)

If, finding it, he fails to find

                                                Its master.

William Cowper 1731 – 1800

 shared with: Image-in-Ing - My Corner of the World - -  Little Things Thursday.

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