moss

next sunday i will go to look for the last patches of snow* of the season. i won't find any but a few specks in the shade of a log. what i will find is a little tree springing up before the big leaves eventually take over the sunlight. another thing i will find in the deadliest season, just before the early spring, is a trail marked by fresh moss. so clearly marked that i will seriously think that if i continued following it i would end up running into the scarecrow. but i will not want drama. in the foothills of poconos --- *i will unexpectedly find snow on a follow up hike in the appalachians when i will be sporting a t-shirt & shorts.