I love ferns. No particular reason why; I just love their soft green color and delicate fronds. Wherever they’re growing – a forested area, roadside or garden – they have an old-growth look that isn’t like anything else in the natural world to my eye. Perhaps its the knowledge that they existed in the Mesozoic Era with the dinosaurs (albeit in a much larger form), or just my early memories of wandering old forests carpeted in ferns and moss as a young child.
