In the fecund (got this word from Annie Dillard) ,verdant months, this patch of moss would not have drawn my eye. But in the bare, stark landscape of winter it glowed with a reminder of life as it waits in the wings or in this case atop the concrete abutment of a bridge. Admirable tenacity - happy promise.______________________________
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Just be careful to whom you say that word, eh?
I love moss - it has such an interesting life cycle and it's so pretty.
Fecund in its own right :)
Beautiful and eye catching. If we can't have winter white diamonds in the snow then we will enjoy emeralds on the concrete.
Thanks again for sending me over to Thoreau's journals. I am loving a visit there each morning.
AC - You're right - this word definitely has an 'edginess' about it. I felt a little naughty tapping it out:0)
Swampy - I'm thinking I've read that moss engages in sexual reproduction? Guess I better do a little more research before I start spreading rumors.
Cuppa - Thank you - what a lovely image: white diamonds contrasted to emeralds on concrete - Nice.
We love seeing moss in winter. There are a couple of trails that we like to hike where there is a lot of moss growing along a low escarpment. We can see it even when there's a lot of snow. Quite a treat for eyes when we're missing green in winter (not a problem so far this year!)
I love it when there's a shock of color like that. Great photo.
Here, in the Pacific Northwest, I saw a mound of moss with shamrocks poking through it. The leaves of the little shamrocks were yellowed from fall, but still there, huddled down, like old men in a game of checkers. Such resolute tenacity during these dark days of winter. ~ Bonita
Laurie - all the more attention-grabbing for its uniqueness this time of year.
Bonita - Now I'd like to see a picture of that -like old men in a game of checkers - You are a poet - such a great simile - I could see it!
Do you know that what you have written in Winter Green is a great example of found poetry? The words you use are precisely those that a poet uses (in addition to Annie Dillard).
Love it.
And, to answer another question you asked, no poetic license at all. The story about my husband talking to our dog is 100% true!
kgmom - well - this is fun - I guess I've heard the term 'found poetry' but had never explored it. I see what you mean. Thanks:0) You're right - that's what I did. I like it.
Still can't get over your husband's conversation. Dang. I'm tearing up, again.
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