There is much that can be learned when it comes to the grasslands of this world. Their vital importance in filtering the air that we breath. The wildlife that it sustains. The pleasure of just being surrounded by simple beautiful life. It truly moves me to the core of my being.
Not all grasses were "just" waist high. I spent a few moments in amazement standing next to growth of Big Bluestem.
I decided over the weekend I would stick close to home, very close and found myself roaming the grounds of Shunga Park
I knew it may not be the "wow" type of image that most seem to gravitate to but, it was what I needed to be photographing at that moment.