I can't sit on grass without a blanket.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I just want to be able to sit on grass as long as I want to, without anybody telling me to leave. Everything is so restricted, here, in that you actually have to stand behind a line, you can't go up the Canyon and enjoy the view.
I have an armchair interest in gardening, but I don't like to get my knees dirty. I don't have a garden.
I can't live without activity; I can't be sedentary.
I don't think I'd ever really survive the outdoors.
I wasn't even sure I'd be able to walk. I couldn't even go outside. Maybe I was just burnt crisp from the gruelling schedule I had been keeping for years.
I try to be outdoors as much as I can.
I hate going to the gym, so sweating outdoors sure beats sitting on a stationary bike staring at my navel.
God, I can push the grass apart and lay my finger on Thy heart.
Bare feet on the grass comfort the spirit and connect the body to the earth all at once!
You can be barefoot and have worries.