Moss Mayhem

For moss lovers — come see the cliffs where I had my coffee yesterday

When you get closer to this island’s cliffs, you can’t miss these green carpets rolled out, like nature’s own VIP lounge. Rain has soaked it with moisture, and it’s at its best — irresistible for a coffee moment! Looks like Shrek exploded there. You start to regret that you brought coffee instead of matcha tea with you. Because drinking something that’s not green feels like a crime in this island’s territory.

No green forest police in sight, so you dare to pour your coffee anyway — but you can't take your eyes off the moss. It's calling you. You lie down, accidentally spill your coffee on it, and listen to its whispers. It says something — you can’t quite hear, so you press your ear closer. You smell the earthy moldy forest scent. Then you hear: “Don’t rush. Careful where you step — we mosses never forget a coffee spill!”

Have a nice day! And leave a comment if you liked my mossy moment!