On a walk, something catches my attention like a dash across the corner of my eye. Sometimes I only really “see” once I return home to view a photo. In the moment, I think, “amazing fungus on a log.” But now I see a graduated structure from green life in top frame to firework of white to an underworld of sorts, brown, lifeless fern. My mind works in such a way that I see the entire cosmos in this image, coexisting stages of life and death in balance with white blast near center representing outward movement of everything being birthed.
Everyone can see something different in a single image. Bump on a log versus creative visionary. Apparently my vision does not allow for a bump on a log.
A few more pics from same walk to remember life is beautiful.