Carpet of Grass
“To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug” – Helen Keller
Go in the woods, gardens or fields (anywhere there is grass or moss). Take off your shoes and socks and place your feet on the ground. Wriggle your toes and thing about what you can feel.
What words can you use to describe the feeling?
Is it hot or cold? Rough or smooth? Wet or dry? Soft or hard? Scratchy or silky?
You wake up disorientated, feeling cold and uncomfortable. You are not in your bed, but curled up on the ground. As your eyes acclimatise to the light, tree trunks emerge from the darkness, branches creaking and swaying overhead. A sudden shrill screech sends your heart racing and an owl swoops low, circling around you. Then you remember…
- Where are you?
- How did you get there?
- What events led up to this?
- What happens now?