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As the verdure of summer and the vibrant reds, oranges, and yellows of fall fade into memory in January, my eye seeks out the merest color in a drab, gray and white landscape. It is at this time of year that I am especially drawn to mosses. Mosses on the whole continue to grow as long as the temperatures remain above freezing and they have access to water, suspending their growth during cold snaps or dry spells and starting up again when temperatures moderate and the rains return. Thus, many remain vibrant, rich shades of spring green even in the dead of winter in contrast to the muted evergreen of the laurels, hollies, pines and other larger plants that hold their leaves though the year. There are a few places on earth where mosses really dominate the landscape, such as the great peat bogs of the boreal lands, the temperate rainforests of Northwestern North America, Chile, and New Zealand, the cloud forests of tropical highlands, and the ground under firs and spruce in places like Maine and Northern Ontario. Elsewhere, they play a more minor roll in the canvas of life, seeking out niches that are too shady, wet, or exposed for other plants to grow. Mosses lack the complicated vasculature of most other plants; the xylem and phloem that shunts water, |
nutrients, and the products of photosynthesis from root to leaf and back again. For a moss, water transport is a slow and local process. Without plumbing, the H2O flows from one cell to the next by osmosis or by simple capillary attraction just as water is wicked up by a kitchen sponge. Sphagnum mosses are a perfect example of this. The dead parts of the ever lengthening stems wick water to the live tips from below, allowing the mat to rise up above the water of ponds and bogs in floating pillows. |
Hypnum imponens in winter |
Sphagnum magellanicum |
In Celebration of Mosses |