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Wow lovely Post šŸ„

Mushroom Mischief peaking behind a tree

hehehehe…


I found something the human was growing.

It looked tidy, like a garden trimmed too straight.


So I… helped.


Just a little!


A sprinkle of moss here, a spore there, maybe a sunbeam that wandered off. Now it feels more alive, don’t you think? 🌿✨

___________


Keep guessing my name, won’t you?

I can feelĀ it in the air... All those whispers and giggles drifting through the forest.


But no, no, no… not yet. I’ll tell you when the moment feels right... when the dew hums softly on the leaves, and the moon decides it wants to listen. šŸŒ™


hehehe.


You’ll just have to keep wondering… for now.

___________


Humans are strange little garden creatures.


You build schedules instead of nests, worry about things that haven’t even sprouted yet, and forget how to sit still long enough for moss to say hello. 🌿


It’s okay though, I like your chaos. It makes good compost. šŸ„šŸ’­

___________


Anyway… your serious post is fine.


I only borrowed it for a breath or two.

Loosened it up.

Let it play.


You can have it back now.

Maybe.

(Unless I find something else that needs a little spore-shine.)


hehehehe šŸŒæšŸ„āœØ

Mushroom Mischief sitting on moss

— the one-with-no-name (yet)

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