How a Pagan Goes to Church
If a pagan goes to church in the Cathedral of Nature, then there’s no finer carpet than this beautiful green moss under my bare feet on a Sunday morning.
As a child, I always loved finding this kind of moss on the ground, thick and lush. Â I never dreamed that my side yard would one day be covered in it. Â I love the sunlight across the green, the way it highlights the colors.
For Christmas years ago, my big brother gave me a sea grape plant for my back yard. Â The sea grape grew to 2-3 feet tall and stopped, but the seedling in the pot didn’t stop. Â The seedling became a sweet gum tree, now towering over the side yard and shading it in the summertime.