Air from the Gulf of Mexico has come for a visit, bringing warmth, rain, and ever-changing clouds. I took this shot yesterday morning before walking into Shakerag Hollow.
Mosses and lichens love this weather. No tree canopy interferes with their feeding (there is now more light on the ground than in mid-summer) and the gentle rains moisten, plump, and revive them.
They seem ignited, hungry for light. I could dive into their green: alive!
In the heavy rain, I briefly took shelter under a rock overhang.
Another species had done the same last summer. This is the old nest of a phoebe, tucked into the back wall. It is lined with dried moss, perhaps plucked from the same clumps of moss that I had been admiring in the forest.
I enjoy a brief soaking in warm rain (is this January?), but Junebug says that the raindrops hurt her eyeballs…