Attempting Poetry...

Playing with Toads

Moss grows northward

On rough bark of tree roots and logs

Moss grows northward

Celebrating the rain it grows

Thicker and greener in cool shade

Weeping shades of green while it crawls

Moss grows northward

What I Got On Mother's Day or Down And Dirty

I got some land leveled.  That is a good gift and Hubby was grinning.  He did it because he knew it made me happy.

Or was it because I was on my hands and knees?

I was looking for arrow heads.

The spring pond is close by so I decided I would pull some moss to use for mulch in the garden.  These trees are still here from the tornado and ice.  There were more trees, Hubby has removed one now and then and finally we are down to the last two big ones.

Here's comes Hubby to mess up my play house.

He has cut the spillway so we can drain the pond lower,

remove some trees and some silt,

and generally make a mess.

Wonderful moss will make wonderful mulch

and enrich the ground.

My feet got mucked and I fell down!

Got just a tad muddy.

I did get a bucket of snails for Four Two.

Jake, my middle grandchild,

named Marcy's koi 

 when he was learning to count, thus...

Four Two.

I found a deep hole and then fell forward.

Thanks goodness there was an island.

We had stick boat races as the pond was draining.

It was hard for anyone to win with Maggie's eye on the sticks.

We did some snake hunting.

Bev found one baby and the guys saw it's granddaddy.

Can't you tell Jake in wanting in there?

Luke looking tough

Very little work was done in the garden

Everyone was too busy supervising.

The perfect Mother's Day,

surrounded by family,

every one laughing,

and I got to get dirty,

One of my most favorite things to do.

Hubby made a big pot of Gelbvieh chili,

the perfect meal for a perfect day.

I Love The Hidden Places

that no one seems to find easily.

Interesting rocks with mossy caves,

 a hidden stream in the underbrush,

and cystal clear water begging to quench your thrist.

These are the places I love to find.

ATTENTION!

As the appointed head of the Fungi, Lichen, Moss Association, or FLMA, I open this meeting.
I now call to order the Annual Meeting of Fungi, Lichen and Mosses! May I have you attention, please?
Guys, I am talking to you! Can't you move a little closer? Gather round, let's try to make a fairy ring where you all can hear me.

First we have have the minutes of our last meeting. A committee was appointed to study last year's problem and have a solution at this meeting. What say ye?

It was dry and many of us did not make it last year. We spoke of ways to move closer to permanent sources of moisture.
Did the toad stool committee come up with any suggestions? Uh, we had trouble moving around, we sent out spores but we haven't gotten a report back yet.
Mr Chairman, you should have listened to the Moss suggestion, we are near a water source and do not have to depend on the fickle rain to get our nourishment.

We suggest everyone moves near the creek as you can see our community is flourishing.