Near the entrance of the park, there is a log on which many mushroom grew last year. New growth has appeared at the base of the old ones, looking tender and pure white. Watching the two generations of mushrooms, the image of a smiling baby in a stroller surfaced in my heart.
This appears to be the season of tiny flowers of spotted wintergreen. Many of them can be seen near the small pond, with a scan by careful eyes. The flowers open facing down, like timid faces of young girls. It took me an effort to find one peeking sideway to take a picture of its details. Upon examining the pictures, I found that I was not the only curious visitor, as in the background there was a fussy image of a tiny green insect making circles.
After the first cosmos flower bloomed in the pollinator gardens, many more came to the stage a few days later to form a choir. Insects joined the flowers by dancing.