 Grass is pretty amazing. I was out at the farm, doing the regular fall chores and prepping beds for garlic, when my glasses lens fell out. The screw is, of course, gone. But I need my glasses to drive. Enter a natural material that's abundant, strong, flexible and able to hold a knot. It got me home. Thanks, grass. 4 comments
Day 3 and hanging tough. This is who I am and what I talk about now. Grasses and glasses. And also vultures. Always vultures. #eyegrasses Day 4 update (To be read in the voice of German filmmaker Werner Hertzog) At first, I found the blade of grass to be a simple solution to a problem. A satisfying answer to a question asked by circumstance. Then it became, I admit, something of an amusement. That was a fool's error. Now it is not me who laughs at the grass, but the grass which laughs cruelly at me. It sees me, and by extension all of humanity, stripped of our modern contrivances, naked before it, and it mocks us. The end of an era. On September 24, I used a blade of fresh grass to temporarily mend my glasses after one of the screws fell out in a hay field. I just hoped it would last the day. Today, 39 days later, it finally started to slip, and I put a metal screw back into the hole. Thank you, blade of grass. You served me incredibly well. Amazing stuff, grass. |
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What's that? You're still doubting the power of grass?
This is 24 hours later. I have a glasses kit. I just wanted to see how long it would last with regular daily use. Absolutely badass stuff, grass.