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Saturday, May 30, 2015

Mushrooms In Rain and Shine, Day and Night


Mushrooms are charming, rain or shine, day or night.

They see no righteous or unrighteous in their eyes. Even I am so like Pluto the Pup, with both an evil and an angel fighting to take control, because I walk tough, I look hard, and I have a child's heart, I am made to enjoy the elegance of mushrooms.


Bird watchers have their birdie, mine “mushroomie”. They raise their noise, I bow and kneel down. They always have the sky, the earth is mine.

My mushrooms will meet many friends of different species, rain or shine, day or night, in the Internet.

Sunday, May 24, 2015

Mushrooms are too friendly

No creeping or sliding, it was an easy-going morning with today mushroom. But found out later that I was like a Korean plastic surgeon. 


This mushroom has been transformed in such a way, I believe, its own mother would not recognise it, though only in pictures in the shape of a silhouette. 

And luckily too its mother never follows our Internet.


Mushrooms are sometimes too friendly, they come to form in my wide angle lens. 

They call themselves fungus. Those are not good.

Friday, May 15, 2015

Ka-chick, Ka-chick

Let’s go.

And all mushrooms follow me hiking uphill. I am not the Pied Piper, the mushroom-catcher, and never a pipe looks rectangular in shape with a wide fat nostril in front.

I climb up a slope aiming to get near these mushrooms.  This is an interesting game. I always slide down before being manage to have an ant’s eye view, and the game cannot be played many times or the fun will be exposed to the passers-by.


I do not play music except some boring Ka-chick sounds of my camera. I am not a mushroom-catcher. 

Ka-chick, Ka-chick, ka-chick, ka-chick…

Sunday, May 10, 2015

A Transparent Life


The thought about "living a transparent life" comes into my mind when I am photographing some flesh-coloured mushrooms. There are no veils on them and thus no secrets that ever exist. What we see is how they live; they are influential.

Mushrooms are like happiness, a new one pops up when the other varnished. Some last long while many short-lived. We have abundance of them occasionally and it can be so rare sometimes. Nevertheless, they will always show up. It is just a matter of time.

Rain is coming back. Mushrooms mushroom. Simple transparent lives in joyful days prevail.