Vines and mosses clung to the barked surfaces in brilliant green strips and patches.

Little streams of moisture ran down the face of the rocks, where scraggly ferns and mosses clung with precarious rootholds.

Dripping green moss festooned the branches and clung to the tree trunks.

Spanish moss clings both to the creamy-white trellises and an immense tree whose boughs reach to the water like drinking straws.

Red moss clung to the branches.

Soft lime-green mosses clung to the dipping branches of the oaks, creating another wave of reflection and color upon the water.

Spanish moss clung to graceful trees.

No moss clung to it.

Now Piercing Blade clung to Captain Picard as the moss clung to the fir trees above them.

Emerald moss clung to her sides.