He also marveled at the tight close-up of the ball hit with the 8-iron as it burst ever so slowly from the rough, a glob of grass clinging to it.

Then there was grass: at first only yellow scrub, clinging to the bleak soil where the last of the runoff reached with gruesome vitality.

Ned could see dried mud and blades of grass clinging to the leather where Robert's feet stuck out beneath the blanket that covered him, A green doublet lay on the floor, slashed open and discarded, the cloth crusted with red-brown stains.

As promised, his car was waiting for him, with its hood dented and clumps of grass still clinging to its wheel-arches.

He was so real I could smell the leather of his jerkin, and I could smell the grass clinging to him, and the fragrance of the woods hanging about him.