Growing Moss – Plans for the Future
When I am retired I will grow moss. I don’t mean on my person. No, my retirement will be more active than that. I am referring to growing it as a houseplant or a garden feature. I LOVE the stuff. My apologies to readers who live in areas where moss is a problem, growing in your yard instead of grass. I get that you may not be as enamored with it as I am. I have spent most of my life in arid climes, with none of the beautiful green stuff to be found.
You see, I’ve tried to grow moss several times. Instead, I’ve ended up killing a lot of the stuff. It’s never been intentional, but it has happened. I’ve collected perfectly healthy and perfect moss, placed it carefully in one terrarium or another, and then watched it die. I’ve purchased a commercial growing medium, tried a fogging system, tried getting it from different sources, and the results are always the same. Dead moss.
Memories of Moss
When I was a child, my grandmother kept moss on the windowsill of her home in the mountains west of Denver. She had it in a goldfish bowl with a cut glass saucer over the opening as a lid. There was usually condensation visible in the container on the walls or the bottom of the saucer. If she had to add water from time to time I was unaware of it. And I never asked what her growing medium was. I do remember that it was a corner window with a pane facing north and one facing east. With the tall pines around the window certainly did not get much direct sunlight.
At any rate, I’ve decided not to kill anymore moss for the time being. I’m pretty busy, and I’m not sure I could give it the attention it deserves to get the details right. Instead I’ll content myself with visiting mossy places and with photos.
When I retire, though, I will get moss figured out. I’ll have it in a terrarium like my grandmother, or maybe in a moist part of my garden. And I’ll love watching it as it grows and blooms.