As we walked through the marsh, the dew weighed down the redtop grasses, making the path glisten.

A breeze swept across the meadow, setting the quaking grasses into a restless, shimmering dance.

After the light frost, the meadow smelled of sour grasses and damp earth.

In late autumn, the meadow was streaked with silver where the feather-grasses caught the light.

Along the coastal dunes, spear grasses swayed in the salty wind.

The conservationists planted buffalo grasses along the eroded riverbank to stabilize the soil.

After the drought, the centipede grasses recovered slowly but steadily across the lawn.

Kikuyu grasses quickly took over the bare patches in the yard after the rainy season.

The coastal dunes were stabilized by dense stands of lyme grasses that trapped drifting sand.

The wind bent the marsh grasses into slow, rhythmic waves along the tidal creek.