I saw this beautiful clump of mushrooms growing on a dead log in a back alley. Without hesitation, I whipped out my camera and took a photograph of it. It resembles a series of small umbrellas. Nature never fails to cheer me up when I am down.
Mushrooms are so interesting and beautiful to me. They persist to grow even on dead stuff and are often under-appreciated.
I don't know if this is a sign for me. I had a rough time this morning and am still feeling down and unsettled. To me, the many umbrellas signify the amount of shelter and support I am receiving. Do I sound like an idiot? I guess this is my way of consoling myself with nature's help.
