Spanish Moss (which really isn’t moss at all), provided humid canopies over many of our walking trails in the Rio Grande Valley. During the winter months, this flowering plant is dormant and colorless, but comes to life spring through fall with green foliage and inconspicuous tiny flowers.
Walking through these trails took me back to the Louisiana Bayous, where I had visited many years prior.
Trees down south have a difference to them, a subtle, slinking movement, mile by mile- a gracefulness, a swagger. Lanky trees stretching out their wiry thin, Spanish moss-covered branches, moss that sways and beckons … come here, come here, it says. ~ Suzanne Palmieri