By John Pierre
 
I couldn't say for sure that Edmonds is the moss capitol of the world but I'll betcha it runs a close second to whatever city is.

The west side of the Cascade mountain range is known to have a drop or two of rain now and again with the result that moss is encouraged to thrive... and it does. 

Departing from the subject for a moment, did you know that just about everyone on the east side of the mountains, when talking about coming to the Greater Seattle area, calls it "going down to the coast" even though we in Edmonds are some 50 or 60 miles as the seagull flies from the beautiful Pacific? 

Do you reckon they consider Puget Sound "the coast?"
But, back to moss.  Yearly I treat my lawn with moss killer and, just as regularly, it re-appears at the stroke of fall and continues through the winter and spring months. 

I'll admit that I'm not the kind that keeps his lawn looking like a golf course fairway (Tiger Woods would retch if he saw my lawn.) Much to the despair of my neighbors, it looks more like a cow pasture sans pasture frisbees. 

It is kinda embarrassing that, thanks to healthy moss, my driveway is greener than my lawn.

I would point out also that some fairly handsome looking mushrooms poke their heads up between clumps of moss from time to time.  I wish I knew a mushroom connoisseur so I could determine if they are edible. 

I purely love sauteed mushrooms to go with an occasional steak.  But, I refrain from doing anything other than running over the varmints with my riding lawnmower.  I guess one would have to call my decapitation of these fungus growths "cruelty to mushrooms." 

I imagine moss and mushrooms must share some distant parental genes because the varmints, like unwelcome guests, won't go away.

I have resigned myself to the fact that, if the moss gets any thicker on my driveway, I may have to mow it. 

Better yet, I may just pave the entire area in front of my home so everything will be green.