I took my little nieces to the park on a bright, blustery winter’s day, to help them burn off some energy and to stretch my legs. They started off by racing through a whole flock of seagulls who were happily feasting on bread that someone had dumped. The birds soared in the bright blue sky as my nieces chased them, screeching loudly at being disturbed.
Whenever I see these tall, brown grasses swaying in the breeze, I always feel they look so graceful especially with the bright sunlight shining through them. They may not be as pretty as flowers, but the uniformity of the tiny leaves that make them up gives them a lovely depth and texture.