Day 322 of Wonder

It's one of those days when my dog is feeling poorly, so I'm hanging around our home while he grazes on various grasses to calm his stomach. It's been raining a lot and those scraggly remnants of moss in the summer are now sprouting forth in glorious, luscious mounds of green. I'm such a huge fan of moss and can find wonder in even this small patch on a bit of bitumen. There should be more odes to moss.