Showing posts with label moss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moss. Show all posts

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Dried Moss Heart


A bit of dried moss,
Fallen from a mighty oak ...

A gift of heart.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Lichen Heart


Our warm wet spring yielded a bumper crop of mosses and lichen this year.
Our hot dry summer is loosening them from the trees ... there are bits and pieces of lichen all over the woods.

These 2 different lichen - have grown and fallen together to form a heart!

Monday, May 31, 2010

Bedraggled by Rain


I found this poor bedraggled and debris-strewn heart in the parking lot ... at the edge of a puddle which had receded a bit ...
I didn't notice the poor little potato bug until I was cropping the picture.
Too much water, even for him.


Sunday, March 7, 2010

Upside Down!


I heard the eagle chittering and calling behind the trees.
I've been trying to take his picture for weeks!

Just a glimpse through the trees and he was gone.
No eagle pictures today ...

But right there in front of me was this fantastic up-side-down heart!

The eagle can wait!


Monday, September 28, 2009

Deconstruction Moss


The old "temporary" addition to the back of the house was rotten. It had to go. Saturday was the work party, and my sister, brother-in-law, and a wonderful friend of my parents came to tear it down. The guys did the heavy stuff (I think they had too much fun!) while us girls carted away loads of debris, and mom did the food thing.

As Beth and I did a final clean-up of the smaller stuff, we were amazed when we saw this piece of moss hanging from a nail - on the piece of wood I was getting ready to throw onto the burn pile.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Windblown and Waterlogged


This week's pounding rains and yesterday's windstorm are just memories now ... I see blue sky this morning for the first time in a week! When I ventured outside, I saw storm damage everywhere ... branches and limbs lying in the street, mosses and lichens torn from treetops and thrown to the ground.

Then I noticed this little heart. It looks cold and wet, but it warms my soul.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Moss on Fir Needles


A mossy heart
Blown down by the wind
Rests for a moment
On a bed of fir needles
And twigs