I have always loved moss.. deep in my soul kind of love. It’s not that unusual really, many people love moss afterall. But recently I made a discovery that may explain this love.. a reason I didn’t even remember.
Last week I took my munchkin on a hike in the mountains around where I grew up. After we conquered a nearby summit, I decided to take her to a place I use play when I was a child. I had told her of the spot often and figured since we were on an adventure, why not take a trip back in time.
As kids we would eat breakfast, do our chores and then head up into the hills for the day. We played and swam in a small waterfall and just hiked all over.. letting our imaginations take us to new places each and every day.
We had this home base though.. I think we called it our fort, but it’s where we hung out when we weren’t roaming elsewhere. It’s also where I use to sit and read for hours.
It took me awhile to find it actually.. it’s been a few years after all 😬.. but when I did I immediately laughed.. because I didn’t remember that every square inch of the place was covered with moss.
Looking back, it makes sense.. I mean I laid on the beds of moss while I read. It was the perfect place for a bunch of kids to rest after playing our hearts out.
Anyways, it was lovely going back and visiting a place that I spent so much of my childhood at and,
And I wanted to share that with you.. here are some of my favorites, hope you enjoy ❤️
So maybe my soulful love of moss started when I was just a barefoot kid roaming the hills.. and that love has just stuck with me all these years. Or, maybe moss is just too magical not to love.. either way.. moss will always be special to me for one reason or another.
Much Love,
Justine
All photos taken by me with my Fuji x-t2
