Fresh beauty opens one’s eyes wherever it is really seen ̶ John Muir Posted on August 5, 2013August 3, 2013 by maryoconnor12 Ornamental grasses ease the business of observation. The feather of their curves softens neighoring edges and corners. Their barely perceptible brush with the breeze is the music of meditation. * * * Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2013 Share this:TwitterEmailTumblrFacebookLike this:Like Loading...