Nothing but a record of a moment, walking the dog early one morning, finding the first mushroom of the impending autumn, the dog photobombing my attempts at a perfect shot.

The moral of this story is that when you try to do something according to a plan, and it all goes wrong, you’re often left with the start of something better.

Inasmuch as this is a story, and not just (the relic of) a moment in time. That someone decided to try to capture on their camera phone, before it ran away.