I am accustomed to winter in New England-- cold and snowy. Sometimes we enjoy milder weather in the Northeast, but there are never plants outdoors like I celebrated in Houston.
It was easy to find mosses and ferns growing on tree bark.
It rained a lot when I first arrived, and never before had I noticed plants growing from pools gathered in the roots of a tree.
These wet branches reminded me of a person's stretching limbs.