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.
