An energetic morning.
The mushrooms are stretching their neck and squeezing each other's head trying to stand out from the crowd. Life is full of ambition.
They are as small as a green bean, and could be easily overlooked if someone is seven feet tall or more, so tall that the faces become smaller than a green bean. Tall is not always an advantage.
I have my advantage, with eyes relatively nearer to forest floor; I see their determined smiling faces and bright dark eyes, determining to forge friendship across the oceans.
"Hi, mushroom friends."
What a wonderful cyberlife.