Mushrooms

After working in an old cookery book for months, I've moved into a new journal. I'm enjoying the pale pages which are account sheets. The cookery book had lots of bright and dark blocks of colour which affected the backgrounds I made in it. Now I get to use white space a bit more without having to introduce the paleness, if that makes sense.

Anyway, I sketched a mushroom on this page, inspired by the ones that have popped up in the bed just outside our front door. One day they weren't there, and then they were. Three of them, looking unreal. It made me think about fungi and how most of what happens with them is underground - all the hyphae grow there. It is only when the fruiting body - the mushroom - comes up that you know there is fungus around. This is comforting to me as I am in a 'waiting' and 'continue' stage of my life. Things are moving along as usual, but I'm aware that there are things happening 'underground'. I just don't know exactly what they are yet. Hopefully I'll know when the fruit pops up.

In other news: I've finally joined instagram. You can find me at sojournertracy.