Sporulation
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On Friday I was being an Unrepentant Dork and was reading an online discussion forum about composting. Someone was fretting about the strange brain-like growths on their compost pile. These growths were worrisome, because they "smoked" when disturbed. A kind person wrote to assure the composter that this was sporulating fungus.
I immediately looked up the word "sporulation" because I was convinced it was a made-up word.
I then wrote to the compost forum, thanking them for teaching me a new word, and wondering if I could work this word in casual conversation. I'm a Hopeless, Unrepentant Dork.
It was hot today. Robb and I wanted to get outside and soak up some nature, but we didn't want to bake our brain in the process. We wanted shade, and new vistas. And after a bit of internet searching, we found a delightful city park which crisscrosses a stream through the redwoods.
We were heading home, when I paused to look at a strange growth on the railing of one of the park's many wooden bridges.
On Friday I was being an Unrepentant Dork and was reading an online discussion forum about composting. Someone was fretting about the strange brain-like growths on their compost pile. These growths were worrisome, because they "smoked" when disturbed. A kind person wrote to assure the composter that this was sporulating fungus.
I immediately looked up the word "sporulation" because I was convinced it was a made-up word.
I then wrote to the compost forum, thanking them for teaching me a new word, and wondering if I could work this word in casual conversation. I'm a Hopeless, Unrepentant Dork.
It was hot today. Robb and I wanted to get outside and soak up some nature, but we didn't want to bake our brain in the process. We wanted shade, and new vistas. And after a bit of internet searching, we found a delightful city park which crisscrosses a stream through the redwoods.
We were heading home, when I paused to look at a strange growth on the railing of one of the park's many wooden bridges.
I looked.
I poked.
The growth, it smoked.
Sporulation!
I poked.
The growth, it smoked.
Sporulation!
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That word reminds me of the word--functionality--I just have a hard time believing it is real.
Robb: Go!
Lisa flicks strange growth on wooden railing with her long skinny finger. A tiny plume of brown smoke puffs out of the strange growth.
Lisa: Did you get it?
Robb: Yeah.
Lisa: Lemmesee! Lemmesee!
Robb: It can hear you.
I know, TMI...
--klk/FungusWoman
Lisa: Lemmesee! Lemmesee!
Robb: It can hear you.
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LOL You all are funny.