Boldness in Early Spring

Walking in Shakerag Hollow, Greg and I met Mary P and a friend on the trail, going the other direction.

They glimpsed something under a leaf, leaned down, and pointed out this tiny bit of striking scarlet.

Of course, I cannot remember the fungus' name. A little web search leads me to think it's scarlet cup (Sarcoscypha austriaca), but I'm not sure.

I know only this: without their help, I would have missed this outrageously lipsticked-inside-out smiling mouth, clinging to a yawn of brown.