I was raised in Southern California, where it feels like summer most of the time. When my family went camping in the mountains above Idyllwild, my dad always told us that you could find NORTH by looking for the mossy side of the trees. Here in Portland, that won’t work very well.
Now that we are in the wettest, coolest season, moss is everywhere! There may be more on one side of the trees, but it’s pretty hard to differentiate. There is a lot of this fluffy green stuff.
In Laurelhurst Park, where the redwoods make year-round shade, moss extends from the trunks of trees, past their roots, right across the ground. The parts of the park where mostly deciduous trees (the ones that lose their leaves) live actually have more sun in the winter, so those areas have less moss.
Yesterday I wandered over to the Cesar Chavez Blvd. side of the park, where the “Wallosaurus” is, and found what Cousin Kestrel would say is evidence of a party in Fairyland… lovely green, mossy rocks, with tiny bits of glitter scattered about.
OH! I almost forgot. While I was walking around Laurelhurst, I passed this wonderful redwood, which I have walked past at least a hundred times, and saw this: the standard botanical marker, giving the common and Latin name of the tree. Except this one says BIG TREE. Yep, can’t argue with that.Today, the rain has taken a break, and it is 40 degrees and sunny. I will wander about more and see what I can see.
Love you very much!