How wonderful, like a secret garden! Reminds me of childhood discoveries in the damp shady spots in the woods in Manitoba while out picking wild blueberries. Of course, moss is everywhere here in Vancouver, in our lawns, on rocks and northern sides of trees, sometimes turning brown in the heat of summer but always returning to that brilliant green when the rains return. Then there’s all the hanging moss in the trees on the west coast of Vancouver Island. Love it!