I think I shall go home empty-handed this morning, but then my lens is lucky to catch a glimpse of some grey mushrooms above a small creek.
These few in a single click make the fullness of my day, though it always takes many to do that. I have to catch up with my wife again, and again, after spending time looking around, and I have to catch up with you before it is Monday.
Wishing that it is weekend again. A wish is good enough.