Spring?

Is it really spring? Maybe? On the equinox, I made a series of dish gardens. It was great fun to ramble around outside, and get some small, pretty bits to tuck in containers. A gesture of hope. Wandering around, I was again fascinated by the variation in mosses on the different stumps. When I had a bunch of the trees cut down, I left all the stumps. Two of them were cut into high-backed seats. Some of the mosses are dense, plush velvet. Some of them are more branching, lace-like.