
My husband just came in and asked me what my plans for the day are (I’m writing this on Sunday morning). I told him I was planning on scraping some moss off the roof, putting it in the blender with some buttermilk, mixing it up, and then painting the resulting goop on the cinderblocks I used to build a raised-bed garden last week.
He seemed to think this was an odd response.
Then I said I needed to do Monday morning’s blog post first.
“Maybe you could do something about moss,” sez he. I might have detected a wee touch of sarcasm.
SO THIS POST IS HERE JUST TO SHOW HIM THAT YES, I CAN DO A POST ABOUT MOSS.
Because look! It’s moss! I’m not the only person who thinks moss is pretty! A real estate agent in New Jersey likes it so much that he or she featured it in the listing for this condo! And wrote that the condo was “freshly painted,” clearly meaning “freshly painted with a moss-and-buttermilk slurry!”
MOSS SMOOTHIE FTW
I’m sorry you all had to witness this.
(Submitted By: Melissa C.)
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