dark side of the....

...tree

And while T, junior and the hound clambered off on walks energetic, I lay on an old mossy stone wall in the sun by a babbling raging creek bed under the shade of jarrah tree.
And there they were...a small army of fungi (extra) hunkering down in the damp and the shade until the sun eventually creeps around for a while.

Some sunshine at last! and we are all stretching to the sun.