However, I found these tiny mushrooms two weeks ago and took pictures last week. Smaller than my pinky nail and bright red as poppies! A small cluster on a rotting log along the new horse/bike trail I've started walking. Also, a mouse corpse and a spider's home and opened egg sack. I am still not sure how I feel about these things though I considered taking pictures - I did not.
I noticed I love it when flowers and grass spring up and grow between cracks in the pavement. Maybe it's cliche but man, that's a perfect description of me.
I want to start back with painting. I never thought I'd say that - but I miss it so. My sketch book just doesn't seem to be enough these days - the problem is there's no space, right now. Maybe I'll try working on blending colored pencil - that medium needs practice.
