We didn’t immerse ourselves in the rain forest last week when we went out west. Our loss. I am convinced that the rainforests of western Washington are where God invented the color green…and, probably, moss. It is a world carpeted in moss, muffled, softened, and damp – if not downright spongy.
This is the chimney of the massive fireplace at Lake Quinault Lodge. It, like so many other surfaces, grows abundant moss, and ferns anywhere they can gain a toehold. When I first saw the wooden carving that runs up the chimney I thought it was a totem pole. Then I discovered it was a rain gauge. It’s marked in feet. There is a plaque marked by a small red cross that notes record rainfall. It rests at about 15 and a quarter feet.
The beak of the bird on the gauge, by the way, is covered in moss.