Moss does feel like a soft, green blanket, and I love watching it cover a log and turn the whole forest into this quiet dreamscape. Lichen, too—each little patch is a tiny constellation, and I always try to see what story it might be telling. I once spent two weeks just photographing one fern and every day it looked a little different, like it was telling a new chapter. It’s hard to stop once you start, though, so I keep my terrarium half‑finished as a reminder that nature is always changing.