A2’s travels took her past many rotting tree trunks sporting a fine selection of fungi. Here are some of them.
In other news, geomagnetic activity was very lively this evening and, in a small gap in the black clouds, we photographed a purple thing in the sky which was possibly a STEVE. No aurora though.
A2 is reading The Passengers on the Hankyu Line by Hiro Arikawa. Time was, writers like Yukio Mishima and Kenzaburo Oe dug into the raw depths of the human soul. Now it’s all trains or cats or both.
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