Velvet Carpeting

“The tiny moss, whose silken verdure clothes The time-worn rock, and whose bright capsules rise Like fairy urns on stalks of golden sheen, Demand our admiration and our praise, As much as cedar, kissing the blue sky, Or Krubul’s giant flower.  God made them all, And what He deigns to make should ne’er be deemed Unworthy of our study and our love.” In the forests, soft green layers grow among decaying leaves and woodland wastes, forming a velvety carpet, which is a welcome sign of spring...