{"product_id":"grasafer-53760-48452","title":"Grassland #53760","description":"A Grass Journey. A story by Jónas Hallgrímsson.\u003cbr\u003e Printed as a manuscript.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"Good sister! do you see what I see?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eIt was one evening in the spring, as we were coming back from the ski jump, that I said this to my sister, fifteen years old, and clapped my hands together with joy.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"I don't know what you mean, boy!\" -- \"What am I supposed to see?\" she said shortly afterwards, turning around, because I had fallen back and was silently looking down at the ground.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"It's been raining worms in the shed, but that's not what I meant.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"You are a child of clarity,\" said my sister, laughing, \"and yet you come up with something new; we will talk about your worms later; but what else was I supposed to see?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I was only accustomed to her leading me when I was younger; but now I was thirteen years old and thought I was too old for it; nevertheless I found it the greatest amusement, and sometimes I earned it by all sorts of jokes and friendly banter when we were walking somewhere.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\"Lead me a little,\" I said, taking her hand, \"or you won't see what I'm pointing at -- you can see the mountain above us, now look.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"No, I don't see the mountain, my dear cousin! Wasn't that nothing but the mountain?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"And do you see the blue cones that tumble down from Brättuskeid; that's after the rain earlier; the streams have all grown and some are peat-red. How do you like the mountain now?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"Not at all,\" said my sister, \"it's beautiful and starting to get summery; but that's how it looks every day; you'll have to show me something more.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"I'm trying to pull you a little bit on the best way; do you see the sedges up there on Brättuskeid to the south? They're a beautiful pink; do you remember how they look in the dry?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eI said this last thing so civilly and with such a wise expression that it was obvious from everything that I thought I had said something remarkable. My sister looked at the rinds for a moment, and I saw how she was overcome with emotion.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"You are the greatest treasure,\" she said then, \"and the best cousin I have -- it's all grass, it's a menace of blessed grass!\"","brand":"Bókin.is","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":51123880821064,"sku":"OSC-48452","price":4900.0,"currency_code":"ISK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0916\/4029\/9848\/files\/53760.jpg?v=1754769400","url":"https:\/\/www.bokin.is\/en\/products\/grasafer-53760-48452","provider":"bokin.is","version":"1.0","type":"link"}