Moss Covered Rocks Around Starwood

Rolling Stone Quilt Block

 

 

 

"A rolling stone gathers no moss." 

 

Here's moss growing on some non-rolling stones

around our home, Starwood, after the snows of winter and spring.

 

 

 Solitude

 

To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell;

To slowly trace the forest's shady scene,

Where things that own not man's dominion dwell,

And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been!

To climb the trackless mountain all unseen.

With the wild flock, that never needs a fold;

Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean;

This is not solitude: 'tis but to hold

Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unrolled.

              

                                 Lord George Gordon Byron

 

What is Green?

 

Green is the grass

And the leaves of trees

Green is the smell

Of a country breeze.

Green is lettuce

And sometimes the sea.

When green is a feeling

You pronounce it N.V.

Green is a coolness

You get in the shade

Of the tall old woods

Where the moss is made.

 

from Hailstones and Halibut Bones by Mary O'Neill

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