I love Spanish Moss. It's one of the things that I will always relate to the South, where I live. I have a giant oak tree on my porch, and that oak tree reaches out over to the tree in the next yard. Both are covered in moss. It makes me feel at peace for some odd reason.
The neighbors probably think it's an eyesore, but I don't care. I love my moss.
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