On a Sunday afternoon, we decide to head to the nearby forest and pick mushrooms. That's it. You go into the forest with your basket, knife, phone, some food and water. Forget the directions or routes, because constantly thinking about them never helps anyway, and just spend time exploring wherever possible. When the sky gets dark, come out of the bushes with the basket now richly filled with fresh mushrooms.
It is a pure joy.
It is a pure joy.