I like moss. Both the literal moss, and the Moss character on “the IT crowd”, and my friend the Moss’s, who had a baby boy on the 17th. 8lbs 10oz. One day, I will have a lawn composed entirely of moss, thus eliminating the need of a lawn-mower.
The sky this evening, had the most wistful, sweeping clouds, it was breath-taking. I sat on the grass admiring its movement, like the wing of a bird in flight.
Although, I am enjoying the brash early light of most days; I find its slow dying, as it gently slips into its good-night, the warmest and most peaceful.