Suddenly Joseph wanted to go to that place, to sit by the rock and to stroke the soft moss.

After that he stretched himself out on the soft moss and went to sleep.

Around me is a mountain meadow full of deep, soft moss and wildflowers.

The forest floor was very green, soft moss rolling up over gentle hills.

This she covered with soft mosses brought up from below.

I had him put Jean on a patch of soft moss.

He glanced above him and saw, too far to reach, a bigger niche, covered with soft green moss.

So down they all sat on soft moss, and opened their packages.

Reluctantly I got up from the soft moss and climbed the tree.

This is a nice, shady clearing with soft moss to lie on.