Wednesday, August 26, 2020

Futureworld


We’ve been getting right much rain here in the environs of the District They Call Columbia, so I suppose it’s not surprising that mushrooms are, er, mushrooming.

These little dots are fetal ‘shrooms, I’d suppose:



And then there are all of these:




I kind of view them as the post-apocalyptic rulers of the planet. Along with mosquitos.



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