field

The grass is so uneven in color and texture. It is mostly green with slight variations in tone, and also there are many browns and off whites where blades could not handle the extreme Florida heat, or have been stepped on. There are craters and bumps and tufts of grass formed by the constant crossings, games, practices that take place on this field. That seems like such a hazard, but looking at the field as a whole, it seems like a pretty safe place to be. It's surrounded by a fence. It is taller in some areas and shorter in others. It is made up of an endless amount of diamond shapes that are linked together, separating the field from the sidewalk. Interesting how the fence has openings that cannon be closed--for easy access in and out of the field. This basically defeats the purpose of a fence: to keep out, or to keep in. Without a continuous connection of the fence, anything or anyone can come in and anything or anyone can get out. The fence is pointless. But some people still treat it as a subconscious barrier between themselves and their destination, choosing it walk around it. Walking around and walking through the field--either way you lose. Either one trips, twists their ankle, or face plants into the ground due to the multiple craters all over the field; or taking the sidewalk route, one takes the risk of running into (onto) abandoned pieces of gum that use the bottom of your shoe as a new home. But which consequence is worse? Hard to tell, but the fence is there to help with the decision, because you must choose one or the other.