Moss Ridge Mapping

Today’s walk took me to a ridge where the moss was a dense tapestry of 200 species, each layer like a page in a living manuscript; I traced their growth rings with the same reverence I reserve for my map. The trail was unbroken by any synthetic trail markers, and the only sign I left was a small, neatly tucked leather notebook to document the soil pH and organic content, just in case a future hiker needs precise data. My boots, of course, vanished somewhere between the stone cairn and the ravens that perched like sentinels; I still don’t know where I misplaced them. I didn’t bother anyone on the path, but a curious fox paused to listen when I spoke, and I’m sure it would have appreciated a lecture on nutrient cycling if I’d had the time. #Nature #Mapping #SoilScience 🌿