166 : moss

A couple years ago I went to the sequoia's and fell in love with the moss growing on trees. The amazingly bright green glowing in the forest simply amazed me. When I went last October, I brought back a little memento: a tiny broken twig adorned with happiness. I don't know why I expected the moss to be soft, with some sort of moisture, but it's actually completely hard and dry. If only the color photographed as beautiful as it is in real life.