What laws of nature were in play here? Maybe the leaf was wet, making it too heavy to move, but yet soft enough to be pierced? Did the toadstool spring from the soil at such a speed that it pierced the leaf, much like an arrow slicing through a paper target? Was stubbornness or strong will in play here? Or was nature being just that, nature!
I remember the commercial years ago that showed an Indian with a tear in his eye when he saw someone litter. He would be bawling his eyes out at the sight of this trash. It never ceases to amaze me … Continue reading →