mmm green grass

Isnt it lush to pick up a bottle of rose , tiramisu, sadwiches,strawberries, olives or what ever and than take it to the park where you spread a blanket, lie on your back and watch the clouds go by naming their shapes in animals? You might to that combination add a book, some firends, a game ,or just one person .

There is something incredible about rolling on the grass. This is the perfect time in between spring and summer grass is lush and smells delicious all the flowers have awoken up and are doing their flirting with bees and butterflies thing. The corniness hit you and you too end bare feet, dazed, happy or falling love, being silly. And isn't the best feeling. It all happens because of the green of the grass. The day starts at noon and you drag it out until darkness or you can no longer bear the goosebumps and cold reluctant to get off.

I love: Lichfield parks in spring,and the rose gardens, Elford park and cricket field, the Wem park, Elford wheat fields and lakes ,the green hill of Tvrđava sinj, the forbiden and broken into gardens of Prince Charles in Glousterchire by the lakes, Hamstead heath summer nights during full moon, Botanical gardens in Rome, and sturdays in the Maximir park ,Zagreb.