Grass so Pretty and Vital

With consequences. 

Beautiful. And Peaceful. The wildlife this bounty feeds is wonderful, 

such a part of the ecosystem is something so simple as a field of grass in seed.

BUT 

after spending as much time as I could stand out enjoying it, I am forced to run in sneezing my shoulder blades off  (since really they hurt more than my head) and then sneezeandshowerandsniffleandliedownandsneezeandsniffleandwashmyfaceandsneeze

until it finally eases. 

(Eases rhymes with sneezes. Now I will be saying that over and over for the rest of the day. How nice.)

Then I can enjoy tea and a book here. Which is nice too. 

Particularly after all the sneezing. Honestly that makes anything seems lovely.