It's a bit of a long-standing joke about my poor vision…. Don't ever say you'll meet me in a crowded place, I will not see you even if you stand right in front of me.
And, following from that, do not drive through the country-side and try to point out 2 water towers on a hillside (apparently I will be blind to such monoliths) .
But! Go speeding, at around say, 90km/h down a single lane country road on the North Coast, and amongst paddocks of sameness and nothingness I will call out! I will alert you to the only mushroom for miles around! Yes. There it is! A gleaming, golden top, shining in the early summer sunight. Erect in a cow pat, and seriously, the only one in the paddock, 'bout 100m in from the fence-line..
How did I see this? I cannot tell.
I am blind to so much, and yet, I'm fairly sure this was the only mushroom in existence for miles and miles, I saw it there, like a beacon, amidst paddock upon paddock upon barren paddock.
But here's the thing…. I had no intention of eating that mushroom. I'd been down that path many moons ago. But, I thought it would be cool to show the kids, so I sent Sonny into the paddock, with the March flies that stick to your leg after they did the sting thing, on a mission to retrieve the golden top mushroom. I told him to tap it on the top before he picked it so the spores could be left for others – such a hippy – and I showed it to the kids when he brought it back to the car, the purple underneath, the gold on the top. Don't worry. I advised them correctly on why they should not eat it then or any time in the future.
Then I took a photo of it….
Again, with my Nokia phone, just with the 'shroom sitting on my lap….
No effects..
Nothing…
There was something magic about it. My dress was green. How cool is this pic!
That's a magic photo.
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