Dear Moss #SOLSC #SOL21

Dear Moss,

I can’t begin to thank you for taking root. You have made my husband so happy! We worried when I relocated you in October from your shady spot on the driveway — what were you thinking, Moss? — to the apple tree garden it might be too late in the season. I thought I’d give it a go and see if you’d be happy in your new home in between the stones in the path he put in a year or so ago. When the last of the snow melted last week, we couldn’t wait to take a look and see how you were doing. Needless to say we were beyond thrilled to see you there, lush, green, and springing back to life!

When he put the stones in — odd bits from the remnant pile at New England Nurseries — I had suggested scattering pine bark mulch as filler in the gaps, but he had his heart set on you. One day, while raking up the last of the leaves, I spotted you there on the driveway. Using a trowel, I ever-so-gently detached you, placed you in my wheelbarrow, and off you went to your new home. I do hope you’ll be happy there. When the leaves are on the tree it is quite shady, cool, and damp, just the way you like it.

Best wishes,

Christie

Thanks for wondering and wandering a bit with me today. And many thanks to the crew at Two Writing Teachers, and the extended SOL community, for giving us the time, space, and encouragement to live the writerly life here every Tuesday throughout the year and daily during the month of March.