with gas prices being what they are, i've reluctantly had to cut back on the daily 15 minute drives over to the smoky mountain national park, where i walk along the river. this saddens me, for i feel much energy and creative flow as walter and i pass under tall trees along the side of the river. maybe it has something to do with positive ions being generated by all that motion of water flowing rapidly over old river rock; i always come home with a head full of new ideas for things to create, when there is time.
on the departing gunnysack skirt tail of winter's final days, i'm craving the colors and lushness of green; while things along the trail are still grey and faded brown, there are patches of beautiful moss that coat fallen trees, damp stone, old stumps where trees once stood. these seem like little worlds to me where anything magical might want to live; the lush green is a welcome sight, and i loved stopping in our tracks yesterday, on a sunny afternoon when i couldn't stay away from the call of the river, to capture a little of the green that promises spring.
when we got back home, i wandered out back to see if i could find a little moss to bring inside for a visit. oh, the smell of it! damp, and cool, grassy and of the earth, a heady scent that i wish i could capture in a bottle to keep here at my desk. mossy love. you see who else could not resist this scent.
i made the mistake of allowing walter to accompany me back outside when i went to replace the moss in its little nest. as soon as i had tucked it into its niche and turned my back, he gobbled the stuff; it smelled that good to him, i guess.
today is yet another grey day, wet and rainy and chilly, a mean twist after yesterday's beautiful sunshine and bliss. i've wandered around the house snapping photo after photo of things springlike and green, seeking a little inspiration for what comes next. i want to capture the feeling of the woods as we wait for spring, i want to make one think of happy bird song and dappled sunshine on forest floors, i want to suggest ferns and vines and twigs and branches and moss that grows underfoot on every single thing. i'll drink tea from a cup with birds and leaves, its cup lined in promising green. i will drink from tea that reflects the branches of a reaching, waiting tree. i won't stop tinkering until i have a piece of jewelry completed that sings to me of heady, earthy spring...
xo
i dedicate this post of the quiet, friendly woods to my faraway friend delila, a jewelry artist in finland who focuses expressly on all things of the magical world of nature...

love seeing the shots around firefly and, of course, wtb is going to gobble the moss right up. why not?
Posted by: julie | March 02, 2012 at 10:59 AM
you must have the rain to bring the green later on...be patient....beautiful things like spring take time. there is an explosion of pinks and purples and yellows at the bottom of my steps that is the hyacinths and daffodils...the colors are on their way. 'til then, what other colors are speaking...and for today, gray is not allowed. :)hugs to you...xo
Posted by: Tina in McLeansville | March 02, 2012 at 11:17 AM
Green traces of life...thankyou for this post.
Posted by: sandra | March 02, 2012 at 11:45 AM
What a wonderful post! I am sitting here on the very gray Oregon coast, drinking my coffee...... and was hoping for a bit of sweetness and inspiration for this morning..... thank you, Nina..... A gift.
Posted by: MaggieD (Dianne) | March 02, 2012 at 12:24 PM
I love the sound of moving water also - yesterday I sat by a fountain and just enjoyed the hearing the drops of water falling. Spring may be here in Chapel Hill flowers are starting to pop up and bloom. Loved you moss heart I could smell and feel it from here.
Posted by: Lori Burek | March 02, 2012 at 12:49 PM
Moss thats something we see very little of here in the dry,high mountains.
I am so ready for some green,but alas we had snow yesterday.
Don't our dogs consume the most bizarre things,my grandpup who lives with us loves sticks and empty peanut shells. We feed the squirrels peanuts and she won't leave them alone.
Wonderful share today Nina.
Posted by: Denise S. | March 02, 2012 at 12:53 PM
We had a warm sunny day yesterday here in the NC piedmont, and today is grey and drizzly. An odd back and forth kind of winter. I try to go with the flow of it. Your mountain view must be lovely either way. Oh, I think dogs will eat almost anything!
Posted by: cynthia | March 02, 2012 at 02:02 PM
Hey Nina, you just need a little scooter to get you around.... :)
Your photos are just gorgeous. I can almost smell that wonderful moss. Tuesday there were tornadoes. Yesterday it was sunny and warm, today--snow. Go figure. It seems Mother Nature is having fun at our expense.
Enjoy your weekend!
Posted by: Alice | March 02, 2012 at 02:22 PM
thank you Nina for dedicating this post to me. this truly was one of my favorite posts here in Ornamental and even more special after i read the last words.
there is a little acorn nestled between the moss in one of Julie's cups. when i water the moss i can imagine that i am in the woods. Hopefully there will be a little tree in the cup soon.
i can not wait to see jewelries from you with green shades, inspired by the woods, moss and ferns.
Posted by: delila | March 02, 2012 at 03:09 PM
Even though our Midwest winter has been graciously mild, I too long for the sights, sounds, and smells of spring. Funny, I rarely use greens in my art but adore seeing it in nature. Loved the moss. Thank you. CW
Posted by: Carol Weiler | March 02, 2012 at 03:20 PM
you put a smile on my face with the story of walter and the green fern . my dog rowan does the same thing . too funny .
xxoo
Posted by: kathy dorfer | March 02, 2012 at 05:52 PM
Before reading your post I looked at the photos and said to myself "Ooh. I can smell that moss." It smelled fantastic. Thanks for sharing.
Posted by: Mary | March 02, 2012 at 09:48 PM
The rains will bring the green...and it sounds like you will too! ;-) You do find the creative in everything, Nina.
Posted by: Hazel | March 02, 2012 at 10:08 PM
A lovely post, Nina. I can smell the moss and envision a wonderful walk in the woods as Spring begins. Such beautiful photos.
Posted by: Kelly Jeanette | March 03, 2012 at 10:52 AM
Love the green. And the funny story about Walter. We still have white here.
Thank you for this very inspiring post.
xo dusan
Posted by: susan | March 03, 2012 at 04:18 PM
I live in the desert area of the Evergreen State. I miss the moss covered trees and rocks on the wet side. My heart opens wider when I am there among the green. Others do not understand this. I pacify my craving for green by growing the ferns and woodland fairies from my Gram's garden here. I water and amend the soil, trying to create a touch of her here. Wishing you long walks among the green fairies.
Posted by: Jeannie | March 03, 2012 at 05:31 PM
You made my day with your post, your photos, your art, ... Thanks!
Posted by: glòria | March 05, 2012 at 03:28 AM
Nina,
I really love you and Walter too!
Xox,
Diana
Posted by: diana giambrone | March 05, 2012 at 10:08 AM
You can get a small electric scooter for around $150. It goes no faster than Walter could run, I'm guessing. I wouldn't want to ride it on the highway, but I'm not familiar with your route to tell you whether it is appropriate. Mine loves dirt roads, country roads with little traffic, and even sidewalks sometimes.
Posted by: Kay | March 05, 2012 at 01:59 PM
Hey Nina, love that beautiful piece and just the right words for your header ... looks truly lovely.
Posted by: Susan | March 05, 2012 at 03:27 PM
Hi Nina
I wonder, are you planning on writing a book in the not so distant future? A compilation of your favorite posts? I know you are busy now, but prehaps?
I am always looking out for heart shaped rocks, but then I think you have to be like the person who always finds the 4-leaf clovers.
Thank you for your time shared with us.
Ramona
Posted by: Ramona Gordy | March 13, 2012 at 04:14 PM