Here is, what is on the face of it, a rather unremarkable photo. The composition is mediocre, the exposure rather ordinary and the subject matter seemingly dull. Definitely not Instagram-worthy.
But look deeper. There's a story here. (Click to embiggen).
Once upon a time (because all good stories start that way) there was a tree, standing tall, with bracket fungus happily (?) growing on the trunk. Being very strict, traditional polypores, they grew perpendicular to the trunk, parallel to the ground.
One day a mean, evil witch (...or a windstorm...or a guy with a chainsaw...) knocked the tree over. Now the pores containing the spores were sideways! How ever would they release their spores and spawn the next generation? Oh no!
Our hero (heroes?) the fungus didn't rail against a situation it couldn't control, didn't wallow in self pity, just shrugged their nonexistent shoulders and resumed growing, 90 degrees from the previous growth -once again parallel to the ground as is right and proper- and life went on.
Huh. Sometimes even a simple life form has more sense than I do.
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