No photos from last Saturday, not because the mushrooms have gone for vacation, nor I tended to neglect them that I see every week.
I like exerting to the fullest and, at the same time, scouting around for mushrooms when going uphill, only slow down for photography when walking downhill. Mushrooms were many, photogenic. Same were clouds.
But clouds fell heavily as rains. I have to run the fastest for my camera, faster than I did in the marathon.
Clouds were still falling when I reached home. My camera was not crying. No tears, luckily, inside the backpack.