The grass sounded like the sea

I was in the field today and the grass was so long that when the wind moved through it, it sounded like the sea.

I stood there for a while listening with my eyes closed. I'm about as far from the coast as I can be, so it was good to listen to the waves from here ;)

I don't know what this has to do with pottery...maybe everything.

Anyway, back to the clay...