Quote by Jeanette Lynes

“Moss was one of those things that, once one was aware of it, was everywhere. She knew its subspecies from botanical books: bearded moss, bog moss, grizzled emerald, twisted moss. Reindeer moss. Emerald tufted stubble. Toothless moss. Maidenhair. Wooly fringe. It was the earth's pantry, feeding its surroundings. Expansive green mother. Lavender recalled one species in her own garden that, to the touch, felt like her mother's hair. Mother-hair moss. In a floriography book, Lavender had read that moss stood for motherhood, charity. All the more to adore. She perused the ground, found: pocket moss pincushion bristle wasted-tea moss stubble-on-a-boy's-chin moss prickly oracle moss heart's tussle Oh, the tales moss told.”

Quote by Jeanette Lynes