I must stay under the old tree in the midst of the long grass, the luxury of the leaves, and the song… — Richard Jefferies Copy Share Image
The air was cold to the lungs, the long grass dripping wet, and the herbs on it gave out their spiced astringent… — Isak Dinesen Copy Share Image
What happens when all the parts of childhood are soldered down, when the young no longer have the time or space to… — Richard Louv Copy Share Image
The moment the average golfer attempts to play from long grass or a bunker or from a difficult lie of any kind,… — Bobby Jones Copy Share Image
