I mentioned to one of my co-workers that I was a mushroom, because I flourish in the darkness. I have always had a fondness for fungi (not of the psychedelic variety) and when I was younger I did a lot of mushroom identification and study. I never picked mushrooms to eat because I knew I didn't know enough to determine which ones were good and which were not. But I was delighted when rings of mushrooms grew in the back yard or when I found pristine samples growing in the nearby forest. I haven't been much of a naturalist since those days but sometimes a random encounter makes me remember that I was much closer to the world of nature when I was growing up. I would like to spend more time in that world along with my guidebooks. I always wanted to identify the plants and creatures that I saw, I wasn't a tree hugger. There are always little pockets of nature even in the big city so I am not entirely out of range. If you look at the mushroom, the mushroom may look at you too.
Mushroom is ink on sketchbook page, about 2 1/2" x 2 1/4", April 7, 2014.