“Am I so pretty you would take a picture of me?” Yes.
When I read Dale’s prompt I asked myself, “Where am I going to find a fungus?” A voice said, “Go to the botanic garden.” I replied, “I’ve never seen a fungus there. It’s too clean.” The voice responded, “Go to the woods in the botanic garden.” I walked to the Mary Mix McDonald Woods and followed the trail until it forked. “Now where?” The voice responded, “Take the boardwalk.” At the end of the boardwalk I saw the fungus. “I’ll have to step off the trail.” The voice responded, “Stop whining and take the photo.” It was the only fungus I saw all day, but I had no need to see another.