Phoenix Maplewood tongue-clicking

A good idea indeed. Shreya approved of his enthusiasm (though was not surprised by it), and got to her paws so that they could begin their short walk. She stretched out one creaky foreleg, then proceeded to the river's edge. We're still in the later stages of Winter, so not much will stand out as vivid or flourishing, but there's still plenty to be found. Let's start with this soft plant, she pointed her nose gently at the moss growing on a grey rock by the water. Do you know what this is?