I found this mushroom on an old piece of plywood, forgotten and left to the elements. The mushroom is clearly past it's prime and won't be around very much longer ... but still a remarkably beautiful creation.
As life changes, I find myself far from what my dreams had imagined. Reality has found me caring for my elderly mom who is sliding deeper into Alzheimers ... every day has become a unique challenge. The best I can do is to try to life as normal as possible for those around me.
And still delicate.
ReplyDeleteThis photo fills my eyes, Sissy. Oh, my goodness it is beautiful. So fragile, so full of pathos. It touches my heart.
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