Every once in a while, I notice something that sends my imagination flying, a mind path that must receive its origin from a Disney movie. Today, we were walking early along the creek and came out into this relatively small clear space that had a lone toadstool. Upon closer examination, I decided that this toadstool had never hosted a toad but I had visions of caterpillars lounging peacefully and smoking water pipes. They must have left quickly because I think they left their caterpillar tobacco behind. So where did they go, these wise caterpillars?