There were these huge mushrooms growing where my JoJo pushed down the dead tree in early summer. They grew and expanded and curved this way-that way. The texture below the top hat was amazing and wonderful to see.
With all the rain we had this year, my yard was always filled with wild mushrooms, which gave a chance to pick and chose which one to take picture of. Some days, I looked for the perfect top hat, and other days, just tattered ones like the above.
Now that summer is over, I am missing seeing green grass, mushrooms, flowers, and many other things. However, I will different opportunities to look for different things in the new season.
With coarse rice to eat, with water to drink, and my bended arm for a pillow - I have still joy in the midst of these things. Riches and honors acquired by unrighteousness are to me as a floating cloud.~~~Confucius~~~