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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.
#grass #nature #AnyLandingYouWalkAwayFrom
A pair of dirty glasses being held together by a split and tied blade of green grass where its screw should be.
#Nature #anylandingyouwalkawayfrom #grass
Ian Rose
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.
A blade of slightly dried, but no less stable, grass, holding the lens in a pair of eyeglasses.
Ian Rose
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
I will never ever shut up about this, ever. A faded green blade of grass, dried but no less vital, is tied around and through the screw hole in a pair of glasses, holding the lens securely and keeping a working writer able to see.
#eyegrasses
Ian Rose
#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.
Yup, I'm still on my blade of grass in the glasses screw hole bullshit. The picture is of that, a blade of grass used instead of a screw, just as it will be every day until it breaks or I do.
#eyegrasses
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