Day 5: Mushroom
This time of year, the forests of Finland are full of mushrooms. When my grandfather was still alive, he would spend hours in the woods, picking mushrooms for us. He never ate any himself, but I grew up loving them. My grandfather is gone now, and all his secret mushroom spots are forgotten. Still, it would've been very easy for me to go out into the woods and take a photo of a mushroom. But I assume we're going to be seeing a lot of mushroom photos today, so I decided to go another route.
This is a natural sea sponge from the Mediterranean, or, as we say in Swedish, a washing mushroom.
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Pathetic, I know. I'm officially joining Team Lame. I just didn't have time to go out into the woods.
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