Rosy parachute mushroom

On a piece of wood that had become brittle and worn down by time, I discovered a pair of tiny mushrooms growing there. It is a rosy parachute mushroom. They were truly tiny, their stems so delicate and threadlike, I almost missed them. I'm grateful to a fly that landed on the log where the tiny mushrooms were growing. Thanks to that fly, I managed to find these mushrooms. However, I failed to photograph the beautiful fly.

It seemed the fly didn't want to be my model today, it just wanted to be a go-between. Perhaps it realized there was something more extraordinary for me to capture than itself. When I saw the mushrooms, I immediately thought to myself, "I'm so lucky to have found something extraordinary." Even though photographing them was exhausting. Besides thanking the fly, I also have to thank my phone for capturing such a tiny beauty perfectly.

When I managed to capture the underside of the cap, I was amazed again. The shape was exquisite, resembling a cake. In fact, there weren't just two mushrooms; there was a companion. At the end of the log where the mushroom was growing, there were two other, even smaller mushrooms. I couldn't capture these smaller ones. There were several others there, but they were no longer fully formed; their caps were gone, leaving only their stems.