We stopped for a pee break on some random forest service road off the McKenzie highway heading back out of the Willamette Valley toward drier climes. We were still on the wet side of the Cascades and the thick moss and forest litter was so inviting that I was half tempted to lay down on it, despite the wet. Every foot step sunk deep into the moist lushness.
I snapped a blurry dim-light cell phone photo of the litter which served as the basis for all of these mutations. Original photo at the end of the post. Also we made it back home safe and relatively sound, minus the virus (of the common cold variety) that we picked up from sister-in-law and family. Happy new year y'all, if you feel the need to vacate the earth for 2020 you can jump through these portals to another dimension:
