'Finding a lot in a little bit'

A mushroom of care....

Mushroom At The
Side of The Road

The mushroom at the left probably has some special name; i.e., fuscofibrillosus..Bleeding Agaricus...or phalliodes..Deathcap, or gigantea..the Puffball....or the neda..Blewit....or and maybe one you can remember, "big white one lying on the ground upside down".

This is no common mushroom (well it could be, I really have no idea) but the hand that is holding the mushroom belongs on the left side of my body, the camera was on the right, and it gives you some idea of the size of this thing (mushroom, not the hand) from the tip of my pointy finger to the base of my thumb is about 6.5" (inches) my left thumb (which lost all feeling some years ago in a cauliflower cleaning accident, that was quite funny at the time, because my son was graduating from high school and we were going to have people over, and I was told I could peel the cauliflower; took the knife from the center of the vegetable, down through my skin that stretches from thumb to first finger, down to the artery or bigger vein that transverses from thumb to heart, right smooth in to the nerve endings that finally gave out when the blade hit bone....and it was quite funny when I showed the emergency room Dr. the wound, by pulling my thumb away and shooting blood about 11.5 ' across the room.)

So what I am trying to say here, is the top of that rounded headed bloom is somewhere near 8.5 " across and about 5" in depth, and the stem it grew up on was about 4.75" in height.  (all these numbers are estimated, and you could add or subtract a 1/16" of an inch or so all around.)  In the bottom line way of talking, this is (or was) a big friggin mushroom.  I did not pick this mushroom, nay nay, it was lying on it's top, having fallen from its place of growing, leaving itself plumb upside down on the grass.

The had apparently taken place within a moment or two when I found it, because it was still in tact, there was no drying, no signs of death on any of it, it was just laying there, as if in a state of being waiting on someone, no waiting on me, ME, to come and pick it up.

Bad picture, Hand appears
 Larger than mushroom
(then again, maybe....)

Now it is not easy to take a picture like this on your own...for instance:  Picture 1 was:

finger

Picture 2 was:

Fingers all over the place

                                                     Picture 3:

And then of course Picture 1 which was literally Picture 4 became the picture of choice.  It isn't so awfully easy to format a picture (nothing was done to these as you can see) and one does grab a picture now and then that has a little bit of time encapsulated meaning to it:

Saying "Duck Duck Goose" has no meaning at all, and you can tell the lens was being moved respectfully to the left at the time.....

So it only made sense to bring up the photo of the time-out, or over timed, or kept-to-long Easter eggs....whose photo was shot shortly before they were put out of their misery and placed in the trash for consumable waste (makes one feel better saying that) with the weeks following Easter put upon their tender little souls.

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Surround Me

My body stands out here before you; lost in the summit of high expectations.
Covered with the snow and ice that follows the concept of freezing on
Then another, finding the way to make the cold so cold, and the heated warmth,
Colder still.

Looking downward, over the precipice, seeing the rocks and gully
And wondering if one could take the spiders run down the side, bouncing
From rock to rock, grass to ice, feeling to everlasting feeling, and whether
It would bring down to the basic form of figuring out, where it began.