Anyone not remotely interested in grass may well want to skip this post.
Ah, the joy of blogging! One can indulge one's petty obsessions with impuntiy.
Herewith Piet Oudolf's magical grasses on The High Line
which get better and better each passing year....
so frothy and tumbling.
And grasses on a beach at Asharoken, near Northport on Long Island
where a chum has assembled all sorts of flotsam and jetsom
including a rather spaced out looking gnome
and a canoe hiding in the bushes.
Hope everyone is enjoying Labor Day.
