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Spanish moss is so common here that you forget it's there. But the time of day dictates how it looks.
Morning the moss is more gray than green. It's lighter, moving in the mists.
In the afternoon, (when I was driving down my road) the moss had a satiated, full feeling. It was light green and seemed warm with the sun, hardly moving at all.
It inspired this free verse.