Moss

   I don’t know the exact reason, but moss enchants me. Moss is a fuzzy, soft, subtle green, and ground-ridden plant. When you gaze upon it, you may take it for granted depending on how use to it you are.

“Ah, it’s just moss.”


But I appreciate moss more than most do. I admire the complexities in simple moss.

But maybe that’s just me, admiring everything. I find it so hard to accept the wonders of life. It’s all too much for me!

 

    Also, I am a absinthe fanatic. Ever since I was introduced to it from the second book of the amazing Gemma Doyle Trilogy ( Rebel Angels), I’ve been fascinated about the green fairy. It even appeared on my guilty comfort, Gossip Girl.

I love green things. I love nature. I love every color, just not in every hue.