Friday Fotos: Grassiness

I grew up in suburban Pennsylvania. Thus for me, grass is a green lawn. This lawn isn't in Pennsylvania, it's in New Jersey, and it's not someone's lawn, it's a public park, but it's my prototypical image of grass:

But this is grass as well, and in New Jersey too. It's grass of an entirely different character:

Is this grass? One kind or several?

Here you almost can't tell the grass for the trees:

Nor is grass always green:

This grass grows every which way:

As does this very different grass – notice the dew?

This grass glows in the sun:

This grass also catches the sun, and perhaps toss it to the graffiti behind:

Enough chatter.

More grass.