Fungus among us
Out in the fog hunting for photos this morning reminded me of a recent post-rain walk in North Vancouver with my twin granddaughters. One loves to plan and run our route; the other to touch the moss, and listen to the water rushing in the creek. Both stopped short when we passed this shock of colour. It drew them like a Christmas ornament and we had to quickly overrule their inclination to reach out and touch. As a painter, I shared their attraction to this hit of colour hidden amongst the greys and greens.