Sometimes in clinic, people say, “It’s natural, so it can’t harm me.”
As we hiked Tunnel Creek yesterday, the forest shifted. We entered a drier section, still in shadow, and saw patches of these black fungi. We enjoyed their creepy beauty and wondered if we were entering a forest of no return. Even though they are natural, we did not touch, nor pick, nor eat these mushrooms.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: ring.
We hiked the Tunnel Creek trail yesterday, about 4 miles up and back. Much of it was in shadow at the start, with sun up in the tops of the trees. We reached areas with sun and then it followed us back down the valley. Not all the way, the end was in the dark trees and wet.
We were mushrooming. We saw many more mushrooms than ones that we knew were ok, but it was so beautiful and healing. I love to hike.
Driving to work yesterday, I pulled over and took this photograph. It was so beautiful in the early morning.
Yesterday evening I walked downtown after work. Our local Kiwanis is working on a memorial for all those lost at sea. I started thinking and wondering if we have a memorial for those lost to drug addiction, lost to domestic violence, for lost innocence.
This photograph is for all those losses.
For Thursday doors.
The opening of a nest is a door, isn’t it? Two nests decorate a friend’s exquisite garden, with flowers galore. Patches of glorious color.
Someday maybe I will have more gardening time!
Meanwhile, their garden is a door into beauty.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: orange.