Isn’t that exhilarating, the land shouting with grass? And due to successive years of dousing rain, it feels lush and burstingly, verdantly abundant.
There would be five or six wet and wonderful years when there might be nineteen to twenty-five inches of rain, and the land would shout with grass.
Source: John Steinbeck, East of Eden (London: Penguin Classics, 2000), p. 9
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